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No Response Explicit Tom MacDonald
Lyrics by:Tom MacDonald
Composed by:Tom MacDonald
I apos m the rapper that these other rappers jealous of
I made more off CDs than rappers who are selling d gs
True story every single aspect independent
I got texts from presidents and major labels I ain apos t read yet
Told my manager I apos d knock him out and he was like quot The homie quot
Then I fired him if you apos re watching this I apos m sorry dawg au revoir
I don apos t need nobody apos s help it apos s me and Nova by ourselves
quot Come here babe quot this is the entire team nobody else
I conceptualize produce and write like every record
Me and Nova work the hooks then they apos re mixed and mastered by Evan
This is homegrown shout out all the rappers who have thrown stones
I apos mma die rich while your casket full of broke bones
I ain apos t gon apos respond to all your disses look I get it
Your videos get no views you say my name and people click it
But I apos m different you need clout and you apos re desperate to make a living
But my bank account already full I counted seven digits like
F k y apos all attack me with disses attract all the critics
I laugh at predictions surpass all the limits
The wacker the rapper the more he apos s angered by the fact that I apos m winning
I apos m stacking the millions it apos s tragic to witness like cancer in children
Aye no playlist no paid clicks no fake s t
Rappers call me gay apos cause my braids pink
Your main b h go crazy so wasted
Front row at my show I apos m her favourite
I apos m famous they basically hate that I made it
Get paid more in a day than they claim on their paycheck
I apos m patient but say my name again I ain apos t playing
I apos ll buy the place that you apos re staying
Then raise the rent to the space and your parents apos basement is vacant
They call me privileged y apos all can apos t admit that I apos m gifted
I did it without a label apos s assistance I made the business decisions
I overcame the addictions lived in the streets got evicted
Kicked it with killers and strippers but still my vision was different
I bought a mic started spitting produced the beats and I mixed it
I turned my hand into a fist and flipped a bird to the system
I prayed I apos ll finish my mission and keep my image consistent
I fixed the parts that were missing and switched the gas and the pistons
It apos s mathematics and physics I had to travel the distance
I had to add some ambition and then subtract my suspicions
I wanted castles and riches headed for caskets or prisons
I battled glasses of liquor and cabinets packed with prescriptions
And still these f king rappers wanna sneak this
All over my Facebook always tryna tweet s t
I ain apos t gonna keep this a secret my marketing genius
The algorithm triggered by exploiting your weakness
And y apos all can call me clickbait and gimmicks I call me rich
A million monthly listens on Spotify suck my d k
I apos m about to drop a couple million dollars on the crib
Quarter million on a whip I just sent my mom a grip
And first of all I heard it all I could write a perfect song
I Google the net worth of rappers hating and I don apos t respond
Middle finger from a private jet I don apos t give a single flying f k
Every single person I have met p y in person on Twitter they tough
Yo if rappers wanna beef I got the roast pan
Put apos em in the dirt like a f king UFO crash
Double time rappers mad I murder it with slow raps
All they do is go fast turn apos em to some ghost with the most facts
Slow clap pulling triggers quickly with no blowback
Cracking under pressure like a cold glass no fence
Jealous that I rose fast y apos all are on the rollback
Look at your career it apos s a joke man
Promise that I won apos t laugh say you got the smoke can apos t afford gas
Oh man so sad
You record your album in a closet full of clothes with a notepad
Strong on the outside muscles with no bone mass
Let apos s look at me for a second man I was deep in depression
Making me weak and pathetic I thought I needed their blessings
It leaves an impression I feel the infection repeating the lessons
Would only lead to me and that apos s a lethal injection
And I was chasing the dragon with no medieval invention
I go to sleep and dream my life would be for me if I catch it
I let my demons possess me till I woke up in a wreckage
And realized that I destroyed a whole cathedral of blessings
It apos s like my feet were magnetic the street was steel we connected
I couldn apos t seem to reach the sky no matter how far I apos m stretching
And I was beaten to death and screaming for help for a second
Now I put everything I bleed into completing my records
I can apos t compete with my past but I apos m still seeking the relics
And I believe with every breath I breathe the sequel is better
No fear or surrender I apos m clearing the pressure
The tears I remember will never let me forget I was near to the devil
I never claimed to be holy but I got angels apos protection
I got a barbed wire halo and devil horns I don apos t mention
Yeah the Lord is my saviour but s t revenge is so tempting
I don apos t expect to see heaven if that apos s the case I respect it
apos Cause I tried to cage the beast but it apos s woken up the broken locks
I apos m crushing everything I see like empty cans of soda pop
You titties on your knees like a grandma who don apos t own a bra
Put a bullet in your head like words you only spoke to God
I apos m rowing through an ocean all alone inside an open box
Frozen from the blowing snow and soaking through my only socks
Y apos all noticed me and chose the heat so now the waters boiling hot
You hoped I apos d croak I apos m d e
And coke don apos t crack and turn to solid rock
Ay I ain apos t talking to you losers like you know the cops
I apos m rich and that ain apos t bad for a kid who couldn apos t hold a job
Budget brand rappers all that Gucci fake I own a lot
You can apos t afford the way I live you trying to control the cause
Whoa I apos m in solo mode your promo won apos t affect the drop
Artists that you promo don apos t have clout the photo lights are bought
Try to put me in the dirt I apos ll thrive like you are growing pot
You prototypes are hurt y apos all need work let me open shop
Y apos all don apos t understand me like a burner phone it apos s coded talk
Don apos t ever see my POV like you don apos t know the Go Pro off
Make sure that the drone is on slow mo so when y apos all get shot
The footage captures every single moment while your corpses rot
Shoot it all on Rokinons touch it up in Photoshop
Upload it to YouTube with a donate button for your mom
So alarmed y apos all could never reach me with those broken arms
Untouchable as alcoholics apos wallets at an open bar
Unbreakable Da Vinci Code embedded in like my most my songs
Gang is full of animals you apos d think my home is Noah apos s Ark
Past is full of broken hearts opponents that I apos ve blown apart
My logo on the stove I let it smoulder till they know the mark
While y apos all were finding Nemo I composed a team of total sharks
Hid inside the reef and chiselled teeth till they were oversharp
Y apos all fishy rappers went to sleep to dream of coral seas and stars
We silently and violently reminded y apos all the ocean apos s dark
Lordy I really feel sorry for your corny bars
Maybe you apos ll improve and this is setting up your story arc
I am more like Iron Man you are more like Tony Stark
You apos re human I apos m a Robo suit equipped with guns and poison darts
Choking y apos all to death like I am Homer home alone with Bart
I wish I wish I wish you f king would on every glowing star
Core as hard high performance parts from a pro garage
All I see is smoke and sparks every time your motor starts
What more you got in store for me
Your death threats were ghost stories
And what apos s next gon apos be painful