Lyrics Habit - 96Migrant

I've been so many places
And I've met so many people
And through all this time I've learnt that we should treat eachother equal
Like what's to say that if you come from somewhere quiet
There's no way for you to make a tune and make some people buy it
Life is a crazy ride no reason to deny it
It keeps fucking with my head and now it's fucking with my diet
It's flowing through my veins
And now it's fucking up my skin
I am feeling so much pain and it's all coming from within
I'm just
Trying to fuck around, I'm trying to have some fun
Trying to lay back and have some good times in the sun
I'll face up to all my problems now I'm not trying to run
If I disrespected anything it's gotta be my lungs

Put on a beat, put a pen beside me and I'll grab it
I'll hopping with the flow like as if I imitated rabbits
I will have it, destroying beats it's mad like its a habit
There's no lights on in the yard but I'll be lighting up the attic
I can recollect decisions, the visions that I've envisioned
I remember when we talked
I don't remember when you listened
To get you back was my mission
I'm wishing I never did shit
The love was up above
While I was down I must of missed it
This is
The story of my life there ain't no misprint
I'll tell you straight, so fuck you if you try to tell me different
I'm the man
The story, the plan
The building, the land
The ink that's dropping lyrics from the palm of my hand
I'm writing tunes up in the air they're done as soon as I land
And I will fight for being happy for as long as I stand
You know me
I'm migrant, assailant
Call me the Titan
I'm writing, reciting
I'm hyping, I'm keeping you silent
And I'm exciting I'm vibing
I'm shining with all of the rhyming
It's tiring, I'm lying, I'm crying
I'm so fucking high and it's
Fucking me up but I keep on trying
I'm chasing my dreams in life and the happiness I desire

I'm in love with all this music it's so clear that it's my saviour
Not on the hater vibes so if you are then see you later
I will not feed into drama I will wipe that off my radar
Crying out for help
Convert that onto paper
I'll be
Free styling on a rythym better than your writtens
The Maddest rhymes i'm giving coming in with ammunition
Now it's started its a mission
Vocals causing demolition
And the temperature has risen
With the maddest composition
No
Disrespect to people even if they boo me
Cause half the people piping up they never even knew me
Everything I write, say that truthfully
Skipping drama like end credits of a movie