The Odyssey

[Flawless]

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I done told all the game I aint lost it, just a little irritated/
See the fakes in the rearview trynna imitate him/
Me I rode up, seen niggas cold up/
Said I needed lean to write, that journey's over/
So I changed in form to build a legacy/
Started rapping real no talking about accessories/
As I stand here I'm writing the memoir/
Of a lonely man with no future, that's my gem squad/
Threw my dream away to keep the happines/
Instead I grew depress, my ego done reached savyness/
Got caught in the eye of the storm/
The said my mind sniffed the bullshit its out of the norm/
I was crucified they said because I wouldn't conform/
They saw I built em a platform, a genius was born/
I reached depths with the fire, the struggle, the ignorant/
Career's based on hope, desire, I'm Diff-e-rent/
Fuck a nigga who's higher, no shivering/
I'm starting outfield in the same game I'm pitching in/
I'm the Lebron of this rap shit, the King status/
King of NY even when they thought Big had it/
And I aint from there, I rep the land of Kennedy/
They gonna try assassinate me in the longevity/
But before that let a nigga spark the flame/
Fuck that motherfucka wocka flocka is a fucking lame/
Nigga said lyricism shouldn't be his lane/
So why the fuck make music, nigga I'm the change/
I enter violent, fuck who's trynna pacify/
Music lost its thriller, way before Michael Jackson died/
I bring the euology, sober/
Stuck between the meaning of a warrior or soldier/
Pursing the, stinging of a cobra, blocking it with boulders/
Trynna pick between the devil angel on my shoulders/
It's no theory, nigga I aint Hova/
Im beyond him, eminem and all the rappers over/
They can spit ill, I do the same but move forward/
And I would join slaughterhouse, but my style's kosher/
So the next time a list of best emcees mentioned/
If I aint named, best believe there will be tension/
I will bleed and proceed to receive pension/
No matter the situation I leave sessions/
Of my scriptures encrypted on the marble/
They don't got a gift, all these niggas holding charcoal/
So Im fed up, tried to make em see the path/
They just walked away didn't learn, ended up in bags/
Nowadays these women all seem confused deeply/
See them change up status, they do the shit weekly/
And your homeboys fake, they try and use you too/
Go behind your back and hit the girls you introduced him to/
It's like damn, you told the nigga y'all were talking/
Instead of saying sorry he will blame the remy martin/
You try to show these women, there's more inside of you/
They pick the dude who's just trynna fuck em, now aint that the truth/
Im just stating the facts, a couple shots thrown/
No subliminals, aint saying shit that's not known/
So if you relate infact and see the potholes/
Fix your life up and show em that you have got grown/
See the times getting near, it's the apocalypse/
I'm laying out my theories thru my esophagus/
That wonderama shit, vote for Obama shit/
The novelist, whos thinking is greater than Nostradamus shit/
So go and conquer it/
Know how I spill it's being ill, so go ahead and form up the monument/
It's a different time of age, we warming over/
Just a bitch who got famous, Omarosa/
I had the voices near saying I should pop the pills/
Need the cash to block the bills, henny was the option still/
Then I witnessed some more homies indicted/
Weekends everybody had fun, I aint been invited/
Friendships in the past, they aint been the tightest/
Still I made it far in my days, it aint been the nicest/
But I thank the man upstairs for the path he gave me/
While they drawing happy daisies, Im just living crappy lazy/
More on me, the question is when Im gonna change it/
Aint got time for the games, my nigga I am aging/
And I feel like Im losing the war/
I aint rap like I used ta, I aint written it raw/
I can hear the flaws, need inspire from more things/
No abusing substances, choosing the wrong sting/
I see the man in the mirror, I don't like myself/
Stuck in deep water trynna imitate Michael Phelps/
Lost at sea, the water keeps rising high/
Trynna drown me in my own pride and watch the lies/
I done crept in on cold streets and heard the cries/
Where the evil lurks and living is not authorized/
They said my spark is down, can't spit the same thrill/
I almost died sipping on liquor with damn pills/
Uh, saw the light was getting dimmer then/
Forced to stay at home cus I couldn't break the dividends/
And so my life sucks, love just kept ignoring me/
Music wasn't doing it, everything was boring me/
Had emotions towards someone not worth the shine/
Prayed to the sky even birds shitted on my eye/
I waited patiently, never even heard replies/
All I tried to do was give her company and she denied/
The lifestyle of a genius with broken dreams/
Cameras turned off as soon as he stepped on the scene/
I was finally able to spend time on my own/
They said Im destined and proned, shot by the wessun in dome/
I couldn't live with the vision of accepting the wrong/
Never thought I'd have blurry feelings till I stepped in the zone/
Of the twilight highlight the remedy/
Trynna be the answer but the public still questions me/
There's no words to explain the whole feel of remorse/
Food for thought's the special of the day, it's the meal in the course/
To put it simply, it's knowledge on the politics/
Rap they wont abolish it, cus Magno's here to polish it/
Im on some college it, niggas best acknowledge it/
I could easily lose my own patience and let the llama spit/
Bobby Fischer disappeared from the game of chess/
Whats the use of even trynna play if I aint played the best/
So from now until then I will rap the grave/
If your feeling sours cus my bars are known to saturate/
Niggas swarming in/
I feel like Scarface in the end, the bullets hitting but nobody's harming him/
Know me, tempted by green, the dollar shit/
We still rhyming with deeper meaning, the scholarship/
I came from a hard background there's no quitting/
And everybody got problems, so no bitching/
It's a different enviroment in this rap game/
I'm trynna innovate, certain people cannot change/
Aim, to be better than the rest of em/
And my topics are different, there's no testing him/
I can talk about a child brought up as an orphan/
Or I can speak out with a smile and be talking nonsense/
I've done a couple of shit that's wild, a guilty conscious/
It don't matter, in the end you in a filthy coffin/
I pray everyday to try to get the best blessings/
I could say my futures good, but i'd be just guessing/
Messing, with the chemical ignited in us/
The alcohol that's in our bodies made us turn to sinners/
Made us bored out with the fantasies we all supressing/
And even tho its all a state of mind, it's still depressing/
Assemble the fort, the living is short/
With some sand, wood and a fork, we lit up the torch/
I was classified, as if i, was a genius capturized/
In my own path demised, driven by the satisfied/
Heart dealing with hardships in moshpits/
The bar spit, the rawness, all driven and pardoned/
Y'all witness the martian, with the heart of spartan/
And the eye of the tiger, with the love up in Boston/
Chelsea, niggas, making figures/
Waiting patiently for the throne, to get bigger/
I aint one to let up crowd, and disappoint them all/
I'm the one to rip up the stage and keep showing off/
In the streets you never spit friendly/
A nigga trynna get on top of my pick-up, he's getting Chris Henry'd/
You hoes is thin air/
I kill my jump-off right after we started doing it, the opposite of McNair/
And so Im fucked up fine, call me an asshole/
Lyrically potent Magno, physically known to bash skulls/
But in my past tho, none can achieve the risk/
None can compete with this, might as well slit your wrist/
I was taught, never get dormant/
All you dumbfucks are miseducated your nickname's Lauryn/
They trynna blast uzi's/
The day you niggas get a chance to even kill me softly, we will see the fugees/
Reunited and back on stage to kill the mic/
It only takes one bar for me to kill the hype/
I can stand on a building and take a flight/
With Tequila Sunrise I will kill the night/
Shits real, no point in talking save it/
Curb your enthusiasm like Larry David/
Ever dreamt of a silent place and thought you seen/
The escape of your problems, the proper lean/
It's a place that cannot be divided/
With the palm strength of a lion, mind of a tyrant/
The streets hoping you let em in, its all fiction/
Cus an outsider can't win, its my mission/
To retrieve the best scriptures from the castle/
Re-incorporate the right vision for the pastor/
So we don't die in vain, from all the pain/
Instead we all drive insane we all the same/
Niggas asking is Magno gon be the next thing/
I need to stay humble my niggas I wont swing/
Cus with the right hook, I can land a deal and all/
But I'll be selling my soul, I can see the flaw/
So on this beat I resurrect the soul of J dilla/
Rest in peace to my inspiration, the real winner/
Uh, got a lot of quotes in 9 minutes/
Matter fact I got a lot hope in my spitting/
In the meantime, hope y'all enjoyed the ride/
Hope the positivity in me, will just multiply/
And with this track I remove all enemies/
The next time you'll hear's me on The Blue Rose Therapy/

[¶-7-¶]

aaayyyyyy ha this one of the reason why young niggaz should still aspire to spittin greatness, this aint even just music, its art! lol the whole shit is quotable apart from a few weak lines but havin said that, its the overall strength of the drop that makes those sound weak.. but its a 9/10.. still aint got the chance to listen to the mixtape as yet coz im all over the place but will soon

[blackburn]

whoa.. doin a lil to much

[Flawless]

Props 7, good looks on even peeping man haha.

Whats your thoughts Blackburn?

[blackburn]

well, i give you props for even writing something this long.. i guess its one up for dedication.. u gotta learn to control ya breathing better, or start editing out the breaths in between bars.. n work on cleanin up the vocals better, learn to mix n master wid da beat.. fuck wid da highs, mids and lows.. (u dont wanna be another NY rapper whos flows the same all the time)

when the beats switch up, u kinda fall off for a few seconds.. but i can see how that would happen recording a 10 minute track n all.. // and i think theres alotta filler lyrically.. i woulda filtered out alot of this ish and made a really solid song out of it.. (ya kno, 2 16's, 3 hooks.. lol)

still a pretty good effort, i guess, if ur goin for that budden ''fuck the world, this is my diary'' shit..

*EDIT: all though, i dont agree with some of the arrogance

[Flawless]

Hmm, nice nice. Not a new Yorker just in case you thought I was lol. But I like how you broke that down nicely. Will work on what you spoke on. I only try and get better each drop so I appreciate any criticism I can get. Thank You

[Inept]

Magno the incredible! Also, I agree with the breathing. That's easily edited and it would make every one of your tracks sound much better.

Edit: Response to black's edit: Aye, the arrogance is what makes shit fun to write. I can relate.

[blackburn]

^i didnt mean the self boasting or braggin type arrogance.. i meant the

It's no theory, nigga I aint Hova/
Im beyond him, eminem and all the rappers over/
They can spit ill, I do the same but move forward/
And I would join slaughterhouse, but my style's kosher/
So the next time a list of best emcees mentioned/
If I aint named, best believe there will be tension/

thats takin it to far.. respec the legends.. by all means, be confident in your style and what you create.. but dont try to fit into shoes u kno are to big

[Inept]

true true, I still think it's just fun and in no way serious

flawless cannot seriously think he could step in their shoes tomorrow

in reality I know my nigga is humble...at least a bit hahhahaha

[Flawless]

^i didnt mean the self boasting or braggin type arrogance.. i meant the

It's no theory, nigga I aint Hova/
Im beyond him, eminem and all the rappers over/
They can spit ill, I do the same but move forward/
And I would join slaughterhouse, but my style's kosher/
So the next time a list of best emcees mentioned/
If I aint named, best believe there will be tension/

thats takin it to far.. respec the legends.. by all means, be confident in your style and what you create.. but dont try to fit into shoes u kno are to big

Ahh yeah I didn't know what you meant either. You can ask anybody here, my main influence and I've said it, as an emcee is Jay-z and Big L. In no way trying to disrespect any artiss just trying to say that I one day wanna be mentioned next to them. That's why i respect your opinion on the track cus you seen some flaws that i have to perfect ya dig.

Plus y'all musta missed this near the end.

Niggas asking is Magno gon be the next thing/
I need to stay humble my niggas I wont swing/
Cus with the right hook, I can land a deal and all/
But I'll be selling my soul, I can see the flaw/

[Inept]

I lol'd

Can't wait to get my set up back up man. We are doing this!

[Inkognito]

Yes, you can stop rapping about Jay-Z in every song.

[Flawless]

Yes because I do exactly that ink

[C^Mil]

good thing you wrote it out, cuz im bitin all of it!!! naw but seriously real dope loved hearin this upon gettin in from the quick getaway, i got some bars but still not up here man 5/5

[C^Mil]

again just sayin this shit is dope, on the third listen the switch up from the scarface on i love, especially after listenint to bullshit music lik young money "bedrock"./ the lyricism here compared to that makes me wanna call bomb threats to radio, cuz hip hops in a bad spot if shit like this goes relatively unnoticed, so im advertisin this everywhere i post: facebook, reverbnation, all that shit.

[Flawless]

Good looks mil, I dropped in thinking all I was going to see was negative comments from you haha preciate the love

[C^Mil]

naw man as i said i've eben forced to listen to very garbage hip hop on the radiop the past few weeks, and this is a return to my comfort zone, so i love it