"#UNTAMPERED"

Hook(x1):
From day one I've been a beast, no cease -- I'll never quit
It's the emcee in me, killin' all he ever writ
From the boroughs of the East to the hoods of the West
I won't rest - 'til people name me one of the best
Off my chest, get this fire like Chamber, never expire
Keep preachin' to the choir; I deliver, they admire
Never - tire or change, in the range of slander
I still will remain in this game untampered

Verse 1:
Used to rap about rappin', but my flows are more personal now
Lately I've been hit wit' some personal fouls
Diggin' deep takes a toll - searchin' for how
To give you somethin' aesthetic instead of just murderin' clowns
I find - beauty in the ugly an' gruesome, it's lovely to do some
Off the wall shit, but under our Sun -- nothin' is new, son
So I prefer to be a nui-sance, hotter than Tucson
A thorn in the side of many a man
Niggaz start off actin' like they'll give you a hand
Then flip, switch sides over political stance
Makin' up excuses, narrow-minded, stuck in their ways
Won't branch out - like it ain't rough at that age
Was sayin', I wouldn't hold a grudge for days
An' tried to reach out since I respected yo' ass
Texted an' inboxed -- no response at all
Thought we could bury the hatchet; you got a conscience, dawg?
This shit is really a diss, I've really been pissed
Thought we had a rapport since makin' music is our core
Our - fuckin' heart, you know my love for the art
Both of our careers could have got a jump-start
I had - love for you, you were like a big brother
You seemed to understand my passion like no other
But I guess some things just ain't meant to be
You gon' wish that you never made a enemy of me

Hook(x1)

Verse 2:
So it's back to square one, still my circle is small
No gettin' bigger, it's serrated like a circular saw
Not penetrated, guarded - wit' hi-tech security
An' a ocean deep moat to stave off impurity
Tryna be positive for Janae -- she's a go-getter
See I'm a slacker, but I'm 'bout to go wit' her
My lady - does her best to make sure I'm straight
Been a loser all my life, but that's 'bout to change
Got goals within range, hit 'em like Sonic at mach speed
Lotta snakes in the grass, vyin' to stop me
Plenty foes wit' a hard-on, dyin' to pop me
Haters waitin' in the wing, denyin' my art, G
Throwin' knives right in my heart, cardial dartboard
An' I keep pushin' like Sisyphus, somethin' hardcore
But once I reach the top -- no fallin' back
You call it wack while a labelhead call me back

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Verse 3:
Fuck - settlin' quarrels, no jokes, no Hardy an' Laurel
War - like Hatfields an' McCoys, never cordial
No - bygones stand; hatchets dug up an' sharpened
Ready to toss, like tomahawks at ya' sargeant
Grind for success, keys to initiate it
But it's hard to stay on task, lotta hate
Dwells inside, my soul's insidious
I die, they'll yell "To the Tiber!" like I'm Tiberius
They hate - my demeanor, there is - none meaner
Despite how +Raw+ I am, they diss me like John Cena
'Cause - they hate when I win, they want me to spend
All my life, in this razorblade filled whirlwind
Gettin' ripped to shreds over an' over, flesh hangin'
Blood drippin' in the eye of the storm, spirit torn
Worn out, at wit's end, style cramped an' dampered