I used to dream about, hittin' the big screen,
And gettin' them nice things,
The women and ice, see,
I had potential, I could cruise past the fundamentals
And never slow down like the Tasmanian Devil.
Like, vini, vidi, AVICII, I started jumpin' levels,
Soon everyone was on the scene tellin' me I was special,
Tellin' me I could be anything that I wanted,
I started to buy into the hype, and awarded
With pressure so heavy Atlas couldn't even support it.
He shrugged, and so did I,
My ma was so disappointed when those A's turned into B's,
And B's turned into D's,
And my stresses just piled up until I couldn't even see.
I was blinded by expectations pressed upon me from outside.
Try as I might, I just couldn't be that guy,
So with a broken spirit and some tears in my eyes
I picked up this pad and pen and started writin' these rhymes.

Cypher #40

* Lyrics *

I go by the name of KBSCT, You can call me KBSCT
Every time I see your girl, She wanna take my nuts out
Every time I'm in the club, They askin what the fuss bout
Then I spit this stupid, Yeah, You know I got this dumb sound

This dumb sound, that in crowd, I'm rolling with my crew now
So don't come round, Talkin so loud, Cuz, man, who the hell are you now?
You better bow down, to the new crown, You just a clown and knows it,
Tired of you and she shows it, Cuz when I take it out she blows it.

It's ya boy Kubby, if you want it come and have some,
Satisfaction guaranteed, you'll love it like Malcom,
Gladwell you're David I'm Goliath in this rap shit,
But I won't be going down anytime soon, so just pack up your sling and go back to the pit
With the other dead bodies I buried in there,

I'll sing you to sleep if you start to get scared,
I was gone for a minute and ya'll took good care
But now that Kubs back, all ya'll better beware


