Lyrics Mine for the Taking - Hyperaptive, DDARK

Mine for the Taking

Straight from the streets-of-London
Where road ain’t safe and the reefer’s-pungent
Venomous on the beats-I'm-conjuring
Independent no need-for-funding
Whether in North, South or East-just-wandering
People don’t know a beast’s-among-them
And once my teeth-get-sunk-in
It’s murder, I’ll leave these G’s-redundent
All of you man flow-primitive
Oh-so-limited
Tryna chat like a stone-cold-killer-kid
When you’re more spineless than a fish with no-bones-fillited
Never had time-for-the-faking
I’ve-been-awake-and
Rhyming-amazing
Since I was a younger with a mic-in-a-basement
Now this game is fully mine-for-the-taking!
It’s no secret I’m raw-to-the-bone
A little bit Syko, and awfully-prone
To munch beats and never leave a morsel-alone!
And I’m killing anyone blocking my door-to-the-throne
Fam immortally-known
That’s the goal here
Spread the word 'til I’m known through the whole-sphere
No-fear
Still learning but now I can see the plan so-clear…
Hook:
Every day, every year, this dream of mine I’ve been chasing
But now I’m shutting shit down, ain’t got no time to be wasting
'Cause I’m about to blow now, everybody knows they’re just waiting
So the fact remains that like it or not, this game is mine for the taking…
Verse 2: (DDARK)
(COMING SOON)
Hook:
Every day, every year, this dream of mine I’ve been chasing
But now I’m shutting shit down, ain’t got no time to be wasting
'Cause I’m about to blow now, everybody knows they’re just waiting
So the fact remains that like it or not, this game is mine for the taking…
Verse 3: (Hyperaptive)
S, Y, K-to-the-O!
Been in this from a younger and I ain’t-gonna-go!
Never was here to be raking-in-dough
Man I’m here to blow your mind like an eighth-of-the-crow!
If you’re late-to-the-show
I’m a rhyme assassin and insane-with-the-flow
Producing beats with the grace-of-a-pro
Not many people can keep with the pace-that-I-go
Never empty, always got an ace-in-the-hole!
Could of been a guy spitting gun-rhymes
Instead, every minute that the sun-shines
I spent writing, merking the drum-lines
Now I’m probably the sickest motherfucker unsigned!
And I’m fine
Label-or-not
Ain’t hard to head in a game-full-of-totts
Pen game-is-on-lock
Headed straight-to-the-top
And when I get there fam I ain’t-gonna-drop!
So stand by for demolition
I’m about to flatten any rapper here that’s ever-risen
I’ve been telling them from day dot but they never-listen
Look up the word insane I’m the definition
Ain’t another rapper this crazed
Beats rhymes videos all on my jays
Independent with several million plays
And the surface has only been grazed…