Josh

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Josh

Shred a beat to pieces till I'm spittin' Acapella.
I don't need a beat to put these rappers
in a cellar.
David vs. Goliath, I'm the mother fxxxing pebble.
A crux when the battlefield needs leveled.
Im a rebel.
Let’s go!

At a blisterin' pace, with an Intricate play,
Not a minister but Im finna enter the race.
With a tentative plan to replenish your faith,
and eliminate doubt don’t crowd my stage,
or rouse my rage, or bow to those who disseminate hate then tout outrage.
Honestly, look in the mirror, Is anybody proud of the mistakes they've made?
I doubt it!

Never make the same mistakes again I vow it.
If the world's Hell-bent on being up in arms about it,
Then there's nothing I can do when the Gates of Hell open up and bend around it.
All I need is a mustard seed of Faith to move a mountain.
Watch out!

Cause I'm coming for anyone who doubted me and the path I walk down.
It was a bumpy road got Mapped out somehow.
Took my lumps got thumped around some.
Now I'm back to collect in lump-sum.
Easter HAM on all you dumb dumbs.
Shark in the water ya'll look like some chum.
Ready to feast this beats so yum-yum.
Under the gun they wanna see me run, but
Defeat don't appease me kiss my bum bum.
My raps are crap, my pen took a big dump.
If you take my bars you prolly need some!
Yeah. I guess you need some.
My raps are crap, but I guess you need em!

Better back up bitch,
Go get fxxxed with a butt plug twice the size of a dump truck
5 times a day 20 days out the same month
Just another way to say keep it a buck , uh

Me I was a schmuck, I was down on my luck,
pulled myself up with my bootstraps, but one of my bootstraps snapped.
Now I'm hoppin' around lookin odd as fxxx!

They poke and prod to rile me up,
Stoke the fire hoping I'll erupt,
and eat these pussies, well,
One Slip of the tongue and I'm in they butt;
(wait what?)

Doesn't matter, shit's a disaster, bitch, try and keep up
Not in the mile high club because I don't give a flying fxxx
And because I’m ugly but it is what it is so bitch what’s up?
Gonna give me the business?
I'll just write that off as a tax deduct
Put me on blast, that’s an Iraq rerun
Bringing up old shit, acid reflux.
Someday soon you’ll be old too punk.

Stuntin' ain't my style I prefer to see growth
Watch what you say when you refer to me though
I know you're probably thinking I deserve to be broke
Maybe don't murder me as a courtesy bro

I've had my out bursts, yes, I'm sorry for those
Being a jerk isn’t something I can condone
I just write these words they got a mind of their own
Between you and me I think they’re eying the throne.

Path of the Rebel

Talkin’ down to me, but bein’ critiqued by a hypocrite’s like,
A table missin’ two left legs, to them it seems to sit right.

Each and every shot you send my way gonna come with a kick like,
that energy applies both ways, better hold that pistol grip tight.

Keep in mind even my worst mistakes were made in dim light.
Yours come from darkness Envy likes to show off them lights.

Who’d of thought me tryna be the best me’d lead to dislike.
Mindin’ my business, guess misery loves company right?

Jealousy is awfully strong and often hard to hide.
It causes some to criticize and try to ruin lives.

Combined with rage and anger, yeah that’ll give you three blind mice.
Yea thats the blind leading the blind leading the blind.

Which Kind of explains an eagerness to exchange an eye for an eye.
Karma’s not an excuse you get to use with revenge in mind.

Use an internal lens and explore these external wars you fight.
Don't be surprised when you find yourself fighting all those wars from two sides.

Echoes of Hypocrisy

Wars the only world tour I know
Ending your tours with attack flow
Leave em all floored like an axe to the backbone
Went off the tracks now I’m back on my road
Flipped the world on its head like a tarot card
That’s a twist of fate and the devil speaks in tarot bars

Twist of Fate


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Shred a beat to pieces till I'm spittin' Acapella.
I don't need a beat to put these rappers
in a cellar.
David vs. Goliath, I'm the mother fxxxing pebble.
A crux when the battlefield needs leveled.
Im a rebel.
Let’s go!

At a blisterin' pace, with an Intricate play,
Not a minister but Im finna enter the race.
With a tentative plan to replenish your faith,
and eliminate doubt don’t crowd my stage,
or rouse my rage, or bow to those who disseminate hate then tout outrage.
Honestly, look in the mirror, Is anybody proud of the mistakes they've made?
I doubt it!

Never make the same mistakes again I vow it.
If the world's Hell-bent on being up in arms about it,
Then there's nothing I can do when the Gates of Hell open up and bend around it.
All I need is a mustard seed of Faith to move a mountain.
Watch out!

Cause I'm coming for anyone who doubted me and the path I walk down.
It was a bumpy road got Mapped out somehow.
Took my lumps got thumped around some.
Now I'm back to collect in lump-sum.
Easter HAM on all you dumb dumbs.
Shark in the water ya'll look like some chum.
Ready to feast this beats so yum-yum.
Under the gun they wanna see me run, but
Defeat don't appease me kiss my bum bum.
My raps are crap, my pen took a big dump.
If you take my bars you prolly need some!
Yeah. I guess you need some.
My raps are crap, but I guess you need em!

Better back up bitch,
Go get fxxxed with a butt plug twice the size of a dump truck
5 times a day 20 days out the same month
Just another way to say keep it a buck , uh

Me I was a schmuck, I was down on my luck,
pulled myself up with my bootstraps, but one of my bootstraps snapped.
Now I'm hoppin' around lookin odd as fxxx!

They poke and prod to rile me up,
Stoke the fire hoping I'll erupt,
and eat these pussies, well,
One Slip of the tongue and I'm in they butt;
(wait what?)

Doesn't matter, shit's a disaster, bitch, try and keep up
Not in the mile high club because I don't give a flying fxxx
And because I’m ugly but it is what it is so bitch what’s up?
Gonna give me the business?
I'll just write that off as a tax deduct
Put me on blast, that’s an Iraq rerun
Bringing up old shit, acid reflux.
Someday soon you’ll be old too punk.

Stuntin' ain't my style I prefer to see growth
Watch what you say when you refer to me though
I know you're probably thinking I deserve to be broke
Maybe don't murder me as a courtesy bro

I've had my out bursts, yes, I'm sorry for those
Being a jerk isn’t something I can condone
I just write these words they got a mind of their own
Between you and me I think they’re eying the throne.

Path of the Rebel

Talkin’ down to me, but bein’ critiqued by a hypocrite’s like,
A table missin’ two left legs, to them it seems to sit right.

Each and every shot you send my way gonna come with a kick like,
that energy applies both ways, better hold that pistol grip tight.

Keep in mind even my worst mistakes were made in dim light.
Yours come from darkness Envy likes to show off them lights.

Who’d of thought me tryna be the best me’d lead to dislike.
Mindin’ my business, guess misery loves company right?

Jealousy is awfully strong and often hard to hide.
It causes some to criticize and try to ruin lives.

Combined with rage and anger, yeah that’ll give you three blind mice.
Yea thats the blind leading the blind leading the blind.

Which Kind of explains an eagerness to exchange an eye for an eye.
Karma’s not an excuse you get to use with revenge in mind.

Use an internal lens and explore these external wars you fight.
Don't be surprised when you find yourself fighting all those wars from two sides.

Echoes of Hypocrisy

Wars the only world tour I know
Ending your tours with attack flow
Leave em all floored like an axe to the backbone
Went off the tracks now I’m back on my road
Flipped the world on its head like a tarot card
That’s a twist of fate and the devil speaks in tarot bars

Twist of Fate

Peel a cap back, plastic knives to some foreskin.
Right beat, gets a track you can stick a fork in.
Settlin’ scores, somebody better bring the florist in.
••-• ••- that's Morse, and

Like me or not, either way you’re full of horse shit.
Damn, bitch, quit your fxxxin’ whining, put a cork in it.
I’m on your last nerve and I ain’t even wrote the chorus yet.
Always tryna get the last word in like zyzzyva, let’s
not pretend that bar wasn’t slick as heck, you need a sec?

I’ll wait,
“Oh how the turn tables” gyrate.
Scorched earth, Spittin' fire, but hey it’s just a mild day.
Raise the bar a mile higher more than I did yesterday.
You’ll need the James Webb to estimate where next to aim.

Raise the Bar

[Verse 1]
Every rapper thinks they’re the best, man, y'all quit
Call 'em peanut butter rappers, yeah, they lay it on thick
The G.O.A.T's the one that ain't nobody really fxxxin' with
Everyone’s a goat till they get roasted in the G.O.A.T's pen

Same game. Take aim. Say lame stuff.
Bang Bang. Eight chains. And a Range truck.
Crave fame. Gain Fame. Claim fame sucks.
Champagne. Cocaine. Bunch of fake love.

Get paid. Make change. Don't change up.
Switch lanes. Mis-shift. fxxx a tranny up.
Gran shift. Power-shift. Damn, I be too clutch.
Get' pissed n', all i meant was makin' shifts up.

[Chorus x2]
You don't have a point.
I just say what I wanna say damn that.
You don't have a plan.
I Just get the words I don't plan where they land at.
You don't have a prayer.
I'd never cross Jesus, he wouldn't stand for that

[Verse 2]


[Chorus x2]
You don't have a point.
I just say what I wanna say damn that.
You don't have a plan.
I Just get words I don't plan where they land at.
You don't have a prayer.
I'd never cross Jesus, he wouldn't stand for that


[Verse 3]

[Chorus x2]
You don't have a point.
I just say what I wanna say damn that.
You don't have a plan.
I Just get words I don't plan where they land at.
You don't have a prayer.
I'd never cross Jesus, he wouldn't stand for that

Authenticity

[Verse 1]
Pardon,
Anyone struggle with bottlin' problems that constantly bother 'em?
Intrusive thoughts runnin' loose, they don’t stop,
and the best you can do to get through is to throttle 'em?

Yea, I can relate.
Sometimes we smile, those smiles are fake.
Sometimes we laugh, but we laughin’ through pain.
It’s a beautiful day, but we trapped in the rain.

News flash!
You can drown in the rain or use all of that rain to help you make a huge splash!
All of that pain can be fuel for a new path.
Smile and wave at naysayers you zoom past.

Truth’s relative to the angle it’s viewed at.
Not believing me ironically proves that.
So many people claim they are the truth,
It’s gotten so bad these days even the truth caps!

Don’t settle for less than you set out to do,
Or compromise beliefs to settle disputes,
Don't compromise decency to get you some views,
Or monetize pain just to get you some loot!

Don't let projections or pride shine through,
Or let perceptions bind you to a truth,
Don’t let your perspectives blind you to the view,
Or reflections from someone else's mirror define you!

[Chorus]
We all travel with baggage we’d rather we didn’t,
Sink in the shallows or swim in the deep end.
Skedaddle whenever those doubts 'bout to creep in,
or shatter realities while battlin' demons.

Huge Splash

My Uploads

Shred a beat to pieces till I'm spittin' Acapella.
I don't need a beat to put these rappers
in a cellar.
David vs. Goliath, I'm the mother fxxxing pebble.
A crux when the battlefield needs leveled.
Im a rebel.
Let’s go!

At a blisterin' pace, with an Intricate play,
Not a minister but Im finna enter the race.
With a tentative plan to replenish your faith,
and eliminate doubt don’t crowd my stage,
or rouse my rage, or bow to those who disseminate hate then tout outrage.
Honestly, look in the mirror, Is anybody proud of the mistakes they've made?
I doubt it!

Never make the same mistakes again I vow it.
If the world's Hell-bent on being up in arms about it,
Then there's nothing I can do when the Gates of Hell open up and bend around it.
All I need is a mustard seed of Faith to move a mountain.
Watch out!

Cause I'm coming for anyone who doubted me and the path I walk down.
It was a bumpy road got Mapped out somehow.
Took my lumps got thumped around some.
Now I'm back to collect in lump-sum.
Easter HAM on all you dumb dumbs.
Shark in the water ya'll look like some chum.
Ready to feast this beats so yum-yum.
Under the gun they wanna see me run, but
Defeat don't appease me kiss my bum bum.
My raps are crap, my pen took a big dump.
If you take my bars you prolly need some!
Yeah. I guess you need some.
My raps are crap, but I guess you need em!

Better back up bitch,
Go get fxxxed with a butt plug twice the size of a dump truck
5 times a day 20 days out the same month
Just another way to say keep it a buck , uh

Me I was a schmuck, I was down on my luck,
pulled myself up with my bootstraps, but one of my bootstraps snapped.
Now I'm hoppin' around lookin odd as fxxx!

They poke and prod to rile me up,
Stoke the fire hoping I'll erupt,
and eat these pussies, well,
One Slip of the tongue and I'm in they butt;
(wait what?)

Doesn't matter, shit's a disaster, bitch, try and keep up
Not in the mile high club because I don't give a flying fxxx
And because I’m ugly but it is what it is so bitch what’s up?
Gonna give me the business?
I'll just write that off as a tax deduct
Put me on blast, that’s an Iraq rerun
Bringing up old shit, acid reflux.
Someday soon you’ll be old too punk.

Stuntin' ain't my style I prefer to see growth
Watch what you say when you refer to me though
I know you're probably thinking I deserve to be broke
Maybe don't murder me as a courtesy bro

I've had my out bursts, yes, I'm sorry for those
Being a jerk isn’t something I can condone
I just write these words they got a mind of their own
Between you and me I think they’re eying the throne.

Path of the Rebel

Talkin’ down to me, but bein’ critiqued by a hypocrite’s like,
A table missin’ two left legs, to them it seems to sit right.

Each and every shot you send my way gonna come with a kick like,
that energy applies both ways, better hold that pistol grip tight.

Keep in mind even my worst mistakes were made in dim light.
Yours come from darkness Envy likes to show off them lights.

Who’d of thought me tryna be the best me’d lead to dislike.
Mindin’ my business, guess misery loves company right?

Jealousy is awfully strong and often hard to hide.
It causes some to criticize and try to ruin lives.

Combined with rage and anger, yeah that’ll give you three blind mice.
Yea thats the blind leading the blind leading the blind.

Which Kind of explains an eagerness to exchange an eye for an eye.
Karma’s not an excuse you get to use with revenge in mind.

Use an internal lens and explore these external wars you fight.
Don't be surprised when you find yourself fighting all those wars from two sides.

Echoes of Hypocrisy

Wars the only world tour I know
Ending your tours with attack flow
Leave em all floored like an axe to the backbone
Went off the tracks now I’m back on my road
Flipped the world on its head like a tarot card
That’s a twist of fate and the devil speaks in tarot bars

Twist of Fate

Peel a cap back, plastic knives to some foreskin.
Right beat, gets a track you can stick a fork in.
Settlin’ scores, somebody better bring the florist in.
••-• ••- that's Morse, and

Like me or not, either way you’re full of horse shit.
Damn, bitch, quit your fxxxin’ whining, put a cork in it.
I’m on your last nerve and I ain’t even wrote the chorus yet.
Always tryna get the last word in like zyzzyva, let’s
not pretend that bar wasn’t slick as heck, you need a sec?

I’ll wait,
“Oh how the turn tables” gyrate.
Scorched earth, Spittin' fire, but hey it’s just a mild day.
Raise the bar a mile higher more than I did yesterday.
You’ll need the James Webb to estimate where next to aim.

Raise the Bar

[Verse 1]
Every rapper thinks they’re the best, man, y'all quit
Call 'em peanut butter rappers, yeah, they lay it on thick
The G.O.A.T's the one that ain't nobody really fxxxin' with
Everyone’s a goat till they get roasted in the G.O.A.T's pen

Same game. Take aim. Say lame stuff.
Bang Bang. Eight chains. And a Range truck.
Crave fame. Gain Fame. Claim fame sucks.
Champagne. Cocaine. Bunch of fake love.

Get paid. Make change. Don't change up.
Switch lanes. Mis-shift. fxxx a tranny up.
Gran shift. Power-shift. Damn, I be too clutch.
Get' pissed n', all i meant was makin' shifts up.

[Chorus x2]
You don't have a point.
I just say what I wanna say damn that.
You don't have a plan.
I Just get the words I don't plan where they land at.
You don't have a prayer.
I'd never cross Jesus, he wouldn't stand for that

[Verse 2]


[Chorus x2]
You don't have a point.
I just say what I wanna say damn that.
You don't have a plan.
I Just get words I don't plan where they land at.
You don't have a prayer.
I'd never cross Jesus, he wouldn't stand for that


[Verse 3]

[Chorus x2]
You don't have a point.
I just say what I wanna say damn that.
You don't have a plan.
I Just get words I don't plan where they land at.
You don't have a prayer.
I'd never cross Jesus, he wouldn't stand for that

Authenticity

[Verse 1]
Pardon,
Anyone struggle with bottlin' problems that constantly bother 'em?
Intrusive thoughts runnin' loose, they don’t stop,
and the best you can do to get through is to throttle 'em?

Yea, I can relate.
Sometimes we smile, those smiles are fake.
Sometimes we laugh, but we laughin’ through pain.
It’s a beautiful day, but we trapped in the rain.

News flash!
You can drown in the rain or use all of that rain to help you make a huge splash!
All of that pain can be fuel for a new path.
Smile and wave at naysayers you zoom past.

Truth’s relative to the angle it’s viewed at.
Not believing me ironically proves that.
So many people claim they are the truth,
It’s gotten so bad these days even the truth caps!

Don’t settle for less than you set out to do,
Or compromise beliefs to settle disputes,
Don't compromise decency to get you some views,
Or monetize pain just to get you some loot!

Don't let projections or pride shine through,
Or let perceptions bind you to a truth,
Don’t let your perspectives blind you to the view,
Or reflections from someone else's mirror define you!

[Chorus]
We all travel with baggage we’d rather we didn’t,
Sink in the shallows or swim in the deep end.
Skedaddle whenever those doubts 'bout to creep in,
or shatter realities while battlin' demons.

Huge Splash


About Me

Bio

Dedicated lyricist with a deep understanding of the human experience, particularly focusing on themes of mental health, resilience, and personal growth. My work is infused with punchy or humorous bars where they make sense, adding a touch of levity to the introspection.
I strive to create lyrics that are meaningful and resonate deeply with listeners. Each piece is crafted with care, balancing powerful storytelling and poetic expression.
From clever wordplay and impactful metaphors to complex rhyme schemes and compelling narratives, my lyrics aim to connect and offer a sense of understanding. Whether I'm tackling serious themes or sprinkling in some humor, my goal is to ensure every line hits home.

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