Swallow My Spit Video (MV)

Ain't nobody care about you rapping at the bottom
They just go on and ignore you, no support or massive following
Cuz money makes a movement, ain't no tools unless you bought em
Got a dollar in my wallet, if you want it you can swallow
My spit, my spit, you can swallow my spit
Like this, like this, you can swallow my spit
I'm sizzling instrumentals on cauterized hits
Thinking this is when I killed it, when you swallowed my spit

Hold the phone, spoken flow's flawless vocal phonetics
Are rarely known, never going, gone in global directions
Unless you're owned, call it common cost to open incentive
For all these harlots with Hollywood karma coaxing your credit
And I never been a name, I never been famous, I never been worshipped and praised
And I never been paid, but I bet I been banking on all this horse shit decaying
With all the corruption in this game, I can't just force it to change
And so I make the most of my makeshift Mozart emotional state
I ain't finished cuz I'm never done, feeling like forever young
Decade upon decade, I'm like perpetually a little punk
I'm underground, but I'd really like a little love
Let me in your head a bit, I'm better if you listen up
I do this for myself and all my starving artist family
Dammit I've been damaged but this art is all my sanity
Plan to pay a panhandling man to take a stand for me?
Forget it, I ain't pandering to decadent philandering with "fans"

Ain't nobody care about you rapping at the bottom
They just go on and ignore you, no support or massive following
Cuz money makes a movement, ain't no tools unless you bought em
Got a dollar in my wallet, if you want it you can swallow
My spit, my spit, you can swallow my spit
Like this, like this, you can swallow my spit
I'm sizzling instrumentals on cauterized hits
Thinking this is when I killed it, when you swallowed my spit

All too painful is the struggle when the majors all one up you
Cuz you're f*cking up your funding, fate is funny how it snubs you
You're nothing but you love it cuz it's something you can run to bro
And you don't give a f*ck about the come-up or the hustle
What about an intermission from this script that I've started?
I'll admit that I'm addicted if you let me just start shit over
Bet I'm busy with the bending over backwards for bars in flows
But only cuz they're part of me, in the darkness it's hard to cope, so
Where my budget at? Tell me where my budget at
Selling tracks is swell but I should tell you it's a f*cking trap
Half the dudes who make it, bet they'd say that the don't wanna rap
Use it, abuse it, then lose the music, "where the money at?"
So follow my lips: you can swallow my spit
While I wallow in sorrow, borrowing all of my chips
It's harrowing, haunting, harmful, but all that I live
Lemme walk to tomorrow barking the bars in my hits, cuz

Ain't nobody care about you rapping at the bottom
They just go on and ignore you, no support or massive following
Cuz money makes a movement, ain't no tools unless you bought em
Got a dollar in my wallet, if you want it you can swallow
My spit, my spit, you can swallow my spit
Like this, like this, you can swallow my spit
I'm sizzling instrumentals on cauterized hits
Thinking this is when I killed it, when you swallowed my spit