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​Breathe Life into a Carcass

This song is by J Reno.

Divine rhyme style this is passion and pain
You know I'm strapped up junkie beats blast through the veins
A savage I blaze throw it in the miraculous flame
Weak MC's stay mad 'cause I'm trashing your name
Fashion and fame actually you acting like dames
They appluade you cause you smart but clap for your brains
Happily aim to maim lame rappers who came up
Faster then mixed liquor under grabbing some change
All you dummies really do is go an jack you a swag
Copy the latest trend then start rapping the same
It's a shame nowadays rap music's a drag
Literally A bunch of male rappers in drag
Your sisters pants don't fit your legs
Talking funny about me I'll split your head
Yeah the flow is hard as asphalt
Need a rapper face like I did a real bad song

Hip-hop has hit the flatline I swear my life I won't let it die
And if I fail just know that I tried to keep this alive
We will survive
They say there's no room for the artist
We're over here trying to breathe life into a carcass
They say there's no room for the artist
We're over here trying to breathe life into a carcass

Fucking party trap weak hearted rappers catch a cardiac
When I react I'm proving that you cats can hardly rap
I came to bomb these tracks railroad suicide
You fuck with a lunatic this music shit is do or die
Who am I, I'm underground, a monster, a demi-god
Lost in the wood with a hockey mask and machete on
Flow untouchable like nuclear core
If I blow it'll be similar to nuclear war
Nothing you're used to will be same as before
Hunt for scores like the predator to mount on my wall
The art of war pychological cripple my prey
Eliminate weak rappers so I triple my pay
I ain't got a mind it's been lost like ant at sea
Think the radio play dope shit up your standards
Cause that's a cancer that's killing hip-hop off
And I'm gonna stop till this real shit pops off

Hip-hop has hit the flatline I swear my life I won't let it die
And if I fail just know that I tried to keep this alive
We will survive
They say there's no room for the artist
We're over here trying to breathe life into a carcass
They say there's no room for the artist
We're over here trying to breathe life into a carcass

I will not play the game fuck all the politicking
The plot of dickin' when I'm droping a group of bars
Stricken with fear I came to kick into gear
Sat idle a couple of years now my vision is clear
The big bad wolf is back so let the pigs know
Kick flow hotter then hellfire and brimstone
Y'all rappers burn like a logo for Jim Jones
Only in the game sick clothes and ringtones
Shit no I'm not your average artist hip-hop's dead
We trying to breathe life into the carcass
This shit is hardest underground is the market
You soft ass cupcake rappers are the targets
I'm a fuckin' marksman if I take a shot at you
It ain't at your career while you laid up in the hospital
Fuck with me I promise you I'll unleash a world of pain
Centre of this shit I'm the core of the hurricane