MontraOne - Back 2 the Basics Lyrics

I'm this close to the edge but I'm still hanging
On by a thread. Now I got the beat banging
In the back of my head. I need no motivation
(Knock knock let him in)-madness
I'm teaching you the basics
Hip hop's not a race, it ain't about the placement
It's all about the music and everything that you're saying
Call out to the youth let me see them fists raising!
So many fakes in a place that's sacred
This ain't a game no autosave placement
This ain't the place for any complacence
Better pick up the pace if you wanna stay adjacent
This ain't fate I've been working till the days end
Smokin on the cannabis not cuz I love the fragrance
It keeps me focused to the letters on these pages
Vagrant mothef*cker looking for a paycheck
In need of the money so it's back to the basics

They're thinking that they're great!
After a paycheck
Back to the races (with fake shit)
It makes me laugh in amazement
I'm knowing that they're fake
Just have to be famous
I'll rename nameless
While I take this back to the basics
Back to the basics

I'm almost out of breath but I'm still smoking
In the parking lot I've been choking out in the open
With the Windows down and the poetry in motion
I've been working everyday to keep my f*cking flows going
Smoking cannabis, I'm hoping that'll keep me focused
That Indo cloud got me going on a notion
That nobody wanna hear about the money that you're blowing
(No joking, We broke bitch!)
This ain't a game no traps or mazes
This ain't a place where you wanna be faceless
Better pick up the pen if wanna trade places
This ain't hate I'm just losing my patience
With these Mothaf*ckers on the radio stations
All sound alike and they all say the same shit
Still making money with music that's brainless
F*ck that! I'm a take it back to the basics