​samarchy - First

〈verse 1〉
In a moment, i’ll tell you, i swear
Can you take me seriously? (yeah)
This is totally the point i’m trying to make to you (it is)
Let me introduce myself
Might take a minute or two of my time but
You think i really care? (nah)
I could be way better
I could be who you know now
You would’ve heard of me loud
I’m unknown to every senile
So how should i proceed?
When i know make the stuff you don’t hear everyday
Face to face with my grace (yeah)

〈verse 2〉
This is more than what i’m forced to go along with
Low numbers, barely any streams a day
But a stat can’t speak about how i am greater
Or decides if i’m that artist that is good for your music taste
I could wish to go viral
But i want my albums to get played at the same time
So if you hear this, listen to them
They all have that reasoning behind them
For them to even be released at first (yeah)
So what’s stopping me from showing off what they are worth?
Put your ear up the speaker and then press reverse
Every little tiny aspect i have to rehearse
Put me through it, i built my heart from how i work (yeah)
Tin cans and headphones alike
We all, separated from some fires and some fights
Don’t try to get me wrong, i am proud of what i write
〈verse 3〉
Since my parturition i’ve been yearning, for everything until
They let me try my efforts in a format
That could not be replicated and you know that
Hey! where are my balls at?
An unrelated question is asked by your supposed fans (yeah)
Yet your vandalism takes a stand (takes a stand)
I imagined where i might return (might return)
This place is never how i thought it were (yeah)
So came along a body on the dirt (woo)
Hand prints stained on my shirt (rrah)
Seeing flickers in the sky asking for pictures
This time mirrors the green stages of my violent words
Leave it up to me, view the things that might occur
“oh what’s the point of doing anything if i’m not first”
Try to hear the way you’re speaking, you should get a grip
Then use your brain to lose the speech and never write a verse