READ THIS DESCRIPTION PEOPLE, I MEAN COME ON. thank you. beat:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iD_tQJCBwuI aight, so im not bein a copycat or shit, not that i really care, but i heard ibe rap over this beat, i already liked dfds rap, so i mean, yeah. i just straight up recorded this, no effects, no mixing even. just, flat. that was the idea though. i just wrote this tonight about....30 minutes ago, and wanted to upload it. so yeah. this is just, me talking to myself. Damn LaNeve, if you hadent noticed my username, was my original rapper name. it came about as a joke when i wasnt doing this seriously. i earned the name MALevolence at a rap battle though. and i had been getting the feelings lately that i wasnt getting heard. i mean, no one knows who i am, so it makes sense. but the only reason i do music is cause i have something to say. i have a lot of fun making music myself, when i put it out there for everyone to see/hear its generally to say something. and i guess the idea of being famous vs getting heard kinda got fucked up in my head. so now im hear yelling at myself over not really know what im doing or why im doing it. any trying to recognize what i set out to do. so yeah....long story, sorry. but uh, i hope you guys enjoy if you dont, well then fuck you, not my problem :D remember, i traded blood and tears for malevolence yeah, its the same picture as Still Awake, i thought it was fitting. get at me bitch. lyricals: havent i slept in three days wait, four days and five nights i keep sayin i keep sprayin, like my weak knees aint gonna relieve themselves to cheap sprain chief cuff em, my wrists gone cold feels like they cant even grip shit anymore got the arthitus, detiritus in midas touch pick the pen to enlighten the group and lighten up but already lit it up, now my eyes heavy arms steady when my mind shakes, palms sweaty though i write with the three base elements i traded blood and tears for malevolence it never ends, settled like the wild wild west was the sherrif till i took a bullet bill to the chest now my deputy wants to step up to my rep but i never existed, no rent, no checks he keeps askin 'are we there yet' i keep sighin and shakin my head sayin 'son we are one in the same, fame-hunger to blame, if this a game then we blundered again' i keep trippin, not balls but hard roots like this tree is sadistic in knickin me scars, new its snickerin, bark keeps flickering bitch tree better quicken fore i grab my knife and stickin in carve a wickid wicker outta these hard bars thicker than my hard hide, blistered like my arms, thighs and my snark lies, jargon called it 'spark rhymes' but my tongues too tied to be smart wise i never wanted any of this, ignor is bliss and ichor is quick to kill your health to sickness slickness, slidin down a wrong path swift-ish shit, this is gonna get my dick bit, witless im mister misery, simmering, dont pity me dont patronize me either, no victory in shame, as i said, we are one in the same damn laneve, you were a joke to begin with man he keeps askin 'are we there yet' i keep sighin and shakin my head sayin 'son we are one in the same, fame-hunger to blame, if this a game then we blundered again' blunder? you mean tear us both under already underground, just lookin for a casket now that wicked wicker is a basket case half assed half wit with some classless taste who gains aggrogate at the aggro state cause he thrives gettin off bein aggrovated he didnt have to say it, but had to lay it down now we both laid down, with some dirt on us now im hurt to be frank, that i even thought of it though i got mad even once that i wasnt all coveted i never wanted to be needed just wanted to be heeded at least heard, one word as a speaker and if you gave me just one word to tell to the dreamers in this dumb world id say 'go', go everywhere, go follow yourself cause fuck it, you know you better here than anyone else he keeps askin 'are we there yet' i keep sighin and shakin my head sayin 'son we are one in the same, fame-hunger to blame, if this a game then we blundered again'