Written, performed and published by Cyle [C. Loupin] and The Top Civilian [E. Osterholm I].
Produced by J-Smalls [J. Leffler].

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LYRICS
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CHORUS - Cyle
Pass the mic, you're a dud.
Mainstream music: I’ve had enough.
Where’s your heart at?
Tell me, where you coming from...

VERSE ONE – The Top Civilian
I can’t be your hero, I’ll burn this shit down like Nero.
Spit bars ‘til your ears full. You listen but you don’t hear though.
I got a fierce flow and I’m a weirdo, but I’ve never been known to waste time.
As I transcribe and transpose endless quatrains and gang signs.
I’m done letting these wack busters bust wack raps over back tracking.
Their pussy posse onstage hyping: a clusterfuck of jackasses.
I’m last laughing, you ain’t savage - less stage presence than a garden gnome.
You got a trap beat, and a trap house, but Im’ma trap the fuck out this microphone.
‘Cause I take the time to elevate 
My mind state’s prone to escalate. 
Saying ‘fuck you’ to you fake MCs.
I’ll never waste love on what I hate (on what I hate, on what I hate…)

CHORUS - Cyle
Pass the mic, you're a dud.
Mainstream music: I’ve had enough.
Where’s your heart at?
Tell me, where you coming from...

VERSE TWO – The Top Civilian
I’m a next level rhyme rebel, and every verse I compose is a masterpiece.
And you’re another no-talent glam rapper who ain’t got shit on Master P.
‘Cause you’re talentless - without a pot to piss - 
Your style’s not unique in  the slightest bit.
Kickin’ mumbled words that are meaningless. 
And I don’t give a fuck whose beat it is. 
Who you beefing with, who you breeding with…
‘Cause honestly ya’ll sound illiterate.
Just a constant drip of ignorance to usher in the apocalypse.
You gutter snakes, and your skin shedding, keep up the gimmicks, I’m going sledding.
Got constant stressors - so under pressure.
With each pen press I’m bloodletting (I’m bloodletting, I’m bloodletting…)

CHORUS - Cyle
Pass the mic, you're a dud.
Mainstream music: I’ve had enough.
Where’s your heart at?
Tell me, where you coming from...

VERSE TREE – The Top Civilian
I’m another bastard kid, so imperfect so pass the sin.
But I’ve been known to puff on the cannabis and get lost in contemplation.
By all means, keep your gats and cash ‘cause they don't mean shit to me.
I don't give two shits about your bad bitch, your stash house or your weed.
‘Cause lyrically you’re wack as fuck and each verse is laced with profanity. 
Just an autotuned, carbon copy devoid of originality.
I’ll kill your music making, your thug faking and I’ll bury you deep in Calgary.
While you ride on dubs, acting hard, I’ll be rhyming with the Valkyries.
Catching ciphers in the balconies. I’m roaring with a lion’s tenacity.
And I’ll never have to sell my soul ‘cause this here’s the art of alchemy (of alchemy, of alchemy, alchemy…)

CHORUS - Cyle
Pass the mic, you're a dud.
Mainstream music: I’ve had enough.
Where’s your heart at?
Tell me, where you coming from…

OUTRO - Cyle
Where you coming from...
Where you from…
Where you coming from?

Nero (Mainstream Music)

Acoustic Hip-Hop duo made up of The Top Civilian and Cyle. Better for the soul than chicken soup.

Nero (Mainstream Music)

Ghosts of Patrick Swayze