Mr. Sanders - Grain of Salt

My semi-autobiographical rap song. Deal with it.

(Yes, I uploaded this before but this version doesn't cut off at the end)

Lyrics:

I talk quite a bit of shit, just in case you hadn't noticed
Half of it just ain't legit, although there's few people that know this
I may come across as colder than the coldest winter solstice
Those who've leaned upon my shoulder tend to know that that's just bullshit
But my gimmick gives the cynics cause to label me a culprit
All the hypocritic critics spewing fire from their pulpits
Casting judgment my direction, never looking past the surface
I guess all these motherfuckers need to feel like they've a purpose
But the curses in my verses aren't for anybody certain
(more for persons whose aversions to my person left me hurtin')
Now it's time to take the stage, as these halfwits lift the curtain
And my rhymes will make them rage, as I blast them with impertinence

There be fiction in my diction, which can bring a lot of friction
Steppin' out of jurisdiction, like my name was Richard Nixon
People say "I think you're sick, son. You've got confliction addiction"
I just look at them and smile, wait until the music kicks in
Then my synopsis commences, as I shift into the pensive
I'm intent on being offensive to every one of your five senses
I'm surprised you're so defensive, I'd have thought you would've caught it
That I plan to make the most of all the time that I'm allotted
And I never will be modded, or hold back with what I'm saying
(let the stupid feel attacked and let the smart ones know I'm playing)
In a way, it's kinda funny all the rabble that I'm rousin'
All I gotta do is babble, and these assholes have a cow, man

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Music

Tags:

• mrsanders
• grain
• salt
• rap
• hiphop