Goliath lyrics
by Chester Watson
I should be high for this
But I’m not
I wanna be in the sky, where the one-eyed goliath is
A diss riot, give me a quiet kiss, quiet kids
Let papa talk and write some science sh*t, about why writing hits
Is cleansing for the soul, but b*tches are bias, listen
I’m in Denmark flipping burgers in my kitchen
Don’t know if anyone will hate but I ain't worried bout these —
Oh wait, I can’t say that, cuz I’m white
I ain't afraid, of a battle between pepsi and sprite
They both tasteless, and they fight, for the wrong rights
Everyone is equal in their misery or happiness despite the fact
That the entry in a white society is hard for the black man
Even though we’re fighting for it all are in denial of the racial slur that rekt them
I am spitting fire, my desires written down on a list on my wall
Feeling like I can’t keep quiet, ‘bout to diss all of y'all
I'm p*ssed at every dude who thinks he’s it all
Turn gnarly on you b*tches, flipping riches out their balling
State
I ain’t faking anyone, I create my own sh*t but took inspiration from the greats
Put your life in perspective, treat it not too careful, nor with recklessness
Imma put my hands around your throat like they’re a neckless, sh*t
(sh*t)
I spit that hot melting lava, I am not renting cars, I
Ride the bike to the mall, despite the likeliness of falling
I keep hitting this spliff, I know what I’ve written, it’s sick
The talent I’ve hidden is 10 times as impressive as this mumble rapping
This sh*t is a blessing, got me reminiscing on my own contraptions
Writing these songs, complicating rhyme scheme’s up up in this rap sh*t
Righting all these wrongs, infuriated, the game is slacking
Where are all the real poets who would f*ck sh*t up with some real talent?
I’m just asking