"The Fineprint Experience: #ThoughtsofaGIANT Pt. IV (64 Bars)"

Open wide, focused more; opportunity can't knock, I'm a open door
This deeper than rap, like a ocean floor; go for the gusto, what I'm hopin' for
Spit hardcore rhymes til my throat is sore; Print on his grizzy like a open store
On Black Friday, back to my way -- in need of so much more
Not washed-up, chillin' on the shore, gettin' my mind right for the path ahead
Path I dread, the road to riches, an' baddest bitches chillin' in my bed
Got me a wifey, so you know, still dream 'bout models an' video hoes
Shit I never had as a adolescent, on this journey, after blessings
Ain't the tightest though my touch is Midas; 100 miles an' runnin' wit' arthritis
That's a footnote, peep the asterisk, massive asshole, sweet ass to kiss
No homo though, got a homo flow, 'cause it fucks wit' niggaz in they bung-a-hole
Lot of butthurt, an' I won't say pause, all y'all pussy, claw guards on ya paws
Body y'all, leave ya wrapped in gauze; light it all up like Farhenheit
451 - expose it all - like 9/11... prepare the flight
Surrender now or prepare to fight, Team Rocket, Team Magma or Team Flare
Grizzly, bitch, the meanest bear; sew the game up, leave no seam bare
Crime scene cleaner, leave no trace there, when I body y'all like Gohan did Cell
Hope my father hears, see yo' son did well; clobbered fears, make the bondange fail
Shackles fall, the beast back an' raw, send 'em dashin' off like Usain Bolt
40 miles per hour, smiles turn sour -- that nigga 2 Chainz dope
Ain't got ghostwriters, but skeletons in my closet
wit' Edgar Allen hands, they write the darkest novels
About my life, see I lost it; a walkin' Shady song
+Til I Collapse+ an' lose the will to write an' make these songs
I admit, lately I'm threatened by every flow I hear
Feels like I can't keep up, cut the mustard, the doubt appears
Prefer to rap about my life, it's real dark an' gloomy
Most days are kind of mundane, they keep me real moody
I'm snappin', irritated, goin' off on all my friends
Whether they forgive a nigga, I guess that all depends
Ain't got no place in this game, guess I'm the odd man out
Take me back to 9th grade, feel like droppin' out
Ain't new school or old school, I'm after school, this bastard's rude
Hope my dream works/Dreamworks, like the family Croods; acquired taste, hope it captures you
Some lines are corny, but they work for me, got steez to pull it off
Wear a mask, can't pull it off, like Scooby Gang, let a bullet off
Fineprint Experience firsthand, thin skin an' jelly spine
Sometimes I feel like Ronnie Ray, hearin' voices, not Martin Stein
They lapped me quick, not far behind though; just 2 inches behind yo
Rugged Timbs, eat dust from him; two fingers thrown, but I'm not a gyno
I know I ain't the illest to ever grace this beat
But see I did my thing, strap in once you take a seat
I is smart, I is important, but still I need +The Help+
All those who bailed on me, another notch in my belt
I know I gotta go harder, if I plan on makin' it farther
But these obstacles around, make me question why I bother
I do this for my future, I need my self straight
Gotta stand on my own two, get outta this stalemate
I don't have a failsafe, so if I don't succeed
There is no "don't succeed", I put that on my Mead
Five Star, no five mics, deserve them for rhymes I write
Starvin' for - limelight, flip fingers - mime type
Middle fingers up, wanna bend the block, in a clean Bens, big body like Viscera
Kit it out, TVs in the dash, watchin' anime wit' my chick, bruh
Throw on some Marvin an' stick her, we got it get it on
Dick her down like I'm Jake Steed, nut on a towel an' blaze weed
If you pissed off, pass a kidney stone, King Print is in the zone
Got a lot of envy, holmes, shit I'm learnin' to leave alone
I gotta be more supportive, have all my people's backs
Like they be havin' mine, that's just a straight-up fact
I used this beat for expression, tryin' to calm the tyrant
What you hearin' now - are thoughts of a GIANT
Legend in the Making 4, pro'lly the last one
64 Bars atcha neck, nigga my ass done
It's Fineprint..