#JR3MI #Boxes #TheCollegeChronicles #interlude
Written by Jeremy Barnes. Produced by Fiesta_boi 88.
Track 6 from “The College Chronicles.” Listen to the full album here: • J-R3MI - "The College Chronicles" (Deluxe)...
LYRICS:
I’m boxed in.
I’m caught in a
Web of nonsense.
It’s often I
Feel I’m not shit.
Hip-hop is the only thing I got.
Don’t give a fuck ‘bout my options,
As long as I’m killin’ beats and boppin’. (Uh, yeah)
(I said killin’ beats and boppin’.)
Sick of the life that I’m livin’, but not switchin’ it up.
Givin’ a fuck about a minimal buck.
I wager that’s only half of my luck,
Trapped in a cage, shackled in rage with the weight of a truck
Upon my shoulders. Fuck with me; I’m colder
Than any iced-up prick who thinks they’re bolder.
Hold up. Fold up the chair, homie, you know what’s
About to happen. I’m snappin’ the necks of jokers.
I don’t fuck with clowns. I just roll up to the pound,
Snatch the crown off the biggest dog in hold-up.
Off the leash, I’m king-speakin’ belief.
Max capacity, I’m gonna reach.
Upward climb. The peak is in my sights.
Write rhymes and speak what’s on my mind
Tough times won’t hold me back from shinin’.
I’m a motherfuckin’ knight,
Best believe I am ridin’ my horse into the sunset,
A four-door Porsche. If I fall, then I’ll get up quick.
There ain’t nothin’ I can’t do ‘cause winnin’ is my function.
I was born to run shit.