LYRIC FOR SALE

By Nomadic Extra Large

Verse 1
This lyrical ingredient, it cant be modified,
to fortified to for you'll to try to check my DNA,
OKAY, lets play a game, called, call out you suckers,
sweet as candy, destroy you niggas like a cup of brandy,
I just sip life, play it cool, like a game of dice,
never made it off good luck, I had to pay the price,
blood sweat and tears, drippin from the heart of my sleeve,
I don't cry much but joyful as I make listeners bleed,
with pure joy, as I tell my story of glory,
the complications of a mad man, running through a wasteland,
known for breaking men down, to the point of no return,
but I return with a raw sound,
unintentional its just me to deliver like that,
punch your whole soul with nothing but facts,
And ever rhyme that I spew, I'll never retract.
It's all real, with me and every one in my circle will burst you,
like starburst, I bursted from the stars, call me mr galactic,
universal flavor that got you jumping on your mattress,
like a happy kid with not a worry in life,
just stomping on the pavement with my head up High,
Hands up like i'm waving but I'm praising the sky,
Allah gave me a chance to redeem my pride,
I dun been through it all, got high and almost died.
I should write a book about life.

Chorus
Media blues in my veins, still I rise through the pain,
Truth in my voice, can’t silence the flame.
Paid my dues, no luck in this game,
I earned every breath, every scar, every name.