Old Piece, First week in the RSTL after long hiatus

IamBenT · 05-10-2013, 05:31 PM

Old piece. can't believe it won lol

Your Dark Fantasy isn't as cracked up as you thought it would be....

Up against the wall, feel like I'm bout to fall/
About to crawl across stage, a dozen feet tall/
The crowd is so loud my thoughts wander/
Long enough to ponder, my last trip to the mall/
Quite a haul, like I tried to buy it all/
Bought all the shit she saw but she still ain't tryna call/
I gotta win them from kingpins and Princes/
Hence, my swag is so distinct, for instance/
My own clothes line/design my own shoe, too
Who knew I'd go platinum, 4 times?/
I did, I insist, too bad for my fifth/
My mom's eyelids closed, I suppose since she died-its/
So silent, the walls vibrate, when I strike with my fists/
Until my cries quit, and then a beat emerges/
Stay up all night and sing till sleep determines/
Play up the violin strings, then each resurgence/
of drums mixed with 808 hummed reverb hits/
Then scribble the lyric before the tears dry up/
Call Chanel Iman, invite her, to Milan, we fly up/
Eager to see her in the new Yves St. Laurent/
Too damn bad they turned me back at Balmain/
Avant garde apparrel and they still dare to spurn me/
Don't they know I'm back from the dead – Pharoah's journey?/
Thought my career was on a downward spiral/
But even my meltdown was turned into a viral/
I've apologized a hundred times on my Twitter too/
Damn, White America, why can't I just get rid of you?/
So I diss one of your idols, the truth gotta hurt/
Don't bother me, I cop a new Prada shirt/
With some Gucci jeans, and the Nike's too/
And see if Devon Aoki'd be my wifey-boo/
Just for a night or two, see, that's my life man/
Ex fiance cancelled up all my wife plans/
I even wrote some songs about how it was difficult/
But critics' cynical, I even kept a quote:/
[I]My “ego is a roadblock”, “nothing ve done is private”/
My music's “clumsy and underfed”, guess they didn't like it/
They didn't say it for my first three records/
Its not the first time I've heard dis-re-specters/
Told my flow was froze, stay behind the scenes/
Afraid that I would die before I'd find my dreams/
Then the crash happened, I doubted my survival/
Started rap's revival, sometimes i'm suicidal/
But I will keep preachin to these demons like the bible/
Louis Vuitton Don, Christian Dior disciple/
How you gonna tell me that I'm not the Bes – Oh Shit!/
LADIES and GENTLEMAN.... KANYE WEST!!

lol writ mostly to the beat of "So Appalled" from the new album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

05-10-2013, 05:31 PM	#1
IamBenT SuPreaM Lyricyst Join Date: Feb 2013 Location: San Antonio, TX Posts: 704 Battle Record: 9-6 Rep Power: 412358	Old Piece, First week in the RSTL after long hiatus Old piece. can't believe it won lol Your Dark Fantasy isn't as cracked up as you thought it would be.... Up against the wall, feel like I'm bout to fall/ About to crawl across stage, a dozen feet tall/ The crowd is so loud my thoughts wander/ Long enough to ponder, my last trip to the mall/ Quite a haul, like I tried to buy it all/ Bought all the shit she saw but she still ain't tryna call/ I gotta win them from kingpins and Princes/ Hence, my swag is so distinct, for instance/ My own clothes line/design my own shoe, too Who knew I'd go platinum, 4 times?/ I did, I insist, too bad for my fifth/ My mom's eyelids closed, I suppose since she died-its/ So silent, the walls vibrate, when I strike with my fists/ Until my cries quit, and then a beat emerges/ Stay up all night and sing till sleep determines/ Play up the violin strings, then each resurgence/ of drums mixed with 808 hummed reverb hits/ Then scribble the lyric before the tears dry up/ Call Chanel Iman, invite her, to Milan, we fly up/ Eager to see her in the new Yves St. Laurent/ Too damn bad they turned me back at Balmain/ Avant garde apparrel and they still dare to spurn me/ Don't they know I'm back from the dead – Pharoah's journey?/ Thought my career was on a downward spiral/ But even my meltdown was turned into a viral/ I've apologized a hundred times on my Twitter too/ Damn, White America, why can't I just get rid of you?/ So I diss one of your idols, the truth gotta hurt/ Don't bother me, I cop a new Prada shirt/ With some Gucci jeans, and the Nike's too/ And see if Devon Aoki'd be my wifey-boo/ Just for a night or two, see, that's my life man/ Ex fiance cancelled up all my wife plans/ I even wrote some songs about how it was difficult/ But critics' cynical, I even kept a quote:/ [I]My “ego is a roadblock”, “nothing ve done is private”/ My music's “clumsy and underfed”, guess they didn't like it/ They didn't say it for my first three records/ Its not the first time I've heard dis-re-specters/ Told my flow was froze, stay behind the scenes/ Afraid that I would die before I'd find my dreams/ Then the crash happened, I doubted my survival/ Started rap's revival, sometimes i'm suicidal/ But I will keep preachin to these demons like the bible/ Louis Vuitton Don, Christian Dior disciple/ How you gonna tell me that I'm not the Bes – Oh Shit!/ *LADIES and GENTLEMAN.... KANYE WEST!!* lol writ mostly to the beat of "So Appalled" from the new album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy __________________ *A.bove T.he R.est* IamBenT\|Genocide\|MikeWrecka\|Objective\|Vulgar\|Witty \|Rawn MacDon Last edited by IamBenT; 05-10-2013 at 05:34 PM.