Nunican - inspirenvy Lyrics

Listenin to doom, ace, and lupe
Wondering how the fuck could I do shit in a new way
A new flavor new taste to rival all of you greats
Who made me want to do rap in the first place
First thanks for what ya made yall obviously deserve praise
But Inspiration can be envy just depends on how you word things
But fuck it what folks want is just the wordplay
Fake it till you make it and just say that you're the verse king
Bleach in a beer hat sipping intermittently
Tear-tats appearin' every time i even hear a beat
Spear in my back, no need for a sheath then
Multiply bread make a feast from a wheat thin
Peeps get bloody when they fuck with me
I don't start shit tho it's not my thing
When people in my lane complain or get to hecklin
I tend to treat the mic like the breaks check it

Looking up to the greats can be some strange shit
Inspiration tainted by the thought you'll never make it
Funny when they was starting out they probably thought the same shit
So just go out there and make shit

Half heathen half masochist
Never half mast the shit treat it like a crash test
Dummy. crum hungry cat's can catch this sacrilege
man this ain't the sacrificial lamb to aid your avarice
more money for your cavernous cash bag
This the trash that send my wallet on a to hack and slash fast track
Leave me on the road with Bandanna knapsack
Askin why the fuck did I want the fame that bad?
Prolly say you need a label or a contract or a deal
And they actin like it's stable and it's honest and ideal
But no. truth is that they're really wanting you to feel
Like giving them a cut is what makes your product real
it's a ploy to employ the little misfit toys
And turn em to LA Croix-sipping industry boys
And if you're looking for the truth of what you really need to start.
Go out there and make good art

Looking up to the greats can be some strange shit
Inspiration tainted by the thought you'll never make it
Funny when they was starting out they probably thought the same shit
So just go out there and make shit