This is the song and lyrics to my track 'You're not an expert, you're an asshole!' from my album 'Gone Is The Illusion'.

  

Intro
Your a asshole, not expert, get it jerk?
I don’t work? Your nails filed mines dirt!
You’re not in the trenches lifting heaven & earth
I’m Gps onstar sports car
MMA armbar ringstar
You are, on par with a shit show
But you’re the expert what would I know?

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Verse1
Super saiyan he’s super non truer
King cold in more armor than cooler
Itis meat eaters are eager deep sleepers
Dream weaver leave prints veg- eat-as
On dream seekers I be a team leader
That tunnels through for clue double hue
Zippo flame spew orange blue as Goku
To find the point to prove to you that’s untrue
My name don’t come from Tekken that’s lesson
I don’t wear a tiger mask nor do wrestling
I hide my aggression like a coat with a tech in
You look like an ass who I’m not respecting
Why do people assume instead of ask questions?
I look up for a answer no response from heaven
I’m guessing I’ll settle scores with words as a weapon
checking these experts for all their transgressions

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!





Verse2
Music biz like Poland cold and distant
Make you feel like a building without tenants
Ye abandon all hope here’s your ending
I got no juice I should ask roger clemens
I got a itch that’ll beat Janes Addiction
The people love my work so there’s my extension
They say I’m dead walking to grab your attention
I’m live & kicking experts never listen

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Verse3
Lifes black & white, night, quite, Amish
but sacred cows demolished by straight carnage
When worshippers get laced tryna pay homage
by perpetrators a change and there accomplice
He’s toast, but he’s dope make sense?
Nope, stay woke, bolt, & chase bliss
Weed smoke, need coke, take picks
not everyone listens & likes the same shit!
But my art not sparse, I spit!
Give nothing less than one hundred and ten percent
I’m very sensitive about my gifts
I last like palm impressions left on a cliff
Cause card sharks eight of hearts full stomach
This hard art tough as tarp best floor it
The hard part set apart I form it
Experts close the gates run towards it & storm it!

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Here are the song and lyrics to the first track off my album 'Gone Is The Illusion'. This is the first of many posts I'll be making of 'Song and lyrics' to my blog.

I wanted to start doing this to make the listening experience to my album more personal and in depth. Enjoy the first track off my album 'Gone Is The Illusion', which is titled the same name.

                           

Hook

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Gone is the illusion, the wall is crushed

The world talks shit, but when you call its bluff

Then Gone is the illusion the wall is crushed

Verse1

More than the illusion I was pumpkin heads cousin

niggas round this town over here pushing my buttons

Gimmie daps always act like they never fronting

Always open up they mouth and got to say something

He too old to rock the mic so why he still spitting?

Well listen up and lemme bring something to your attention

That collabo with that MC you always been wishing

That got turned down before he even gave it a listen

He’s the same age as me so who the fuck you think you tricking

This was never about age you been jocking for position

You’d open your ass and let’em stick his dick in

If it was filled with bacteria from lack of circumcision

Your music is fucking garbage and not worth a single listen!

You’re worse than parsons blvd Kennedy fried chicken

If you can’t take the heat then get the fuck up out my kitchen

Bitch don’t you listen, Bitch don’t you listen!

Hook

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Gone is the illusion, the wall is crushed

The world talks shit, but when you call its bluff

Then Gone is the illusion the wall is crushed

Verse 2

Is it my entitlement things aren’t making sense to me?

Or are my peers Casey and my name is Kaylee Anthony

Y’all killing me but telling me y’all forever love me

Like Whitney post eulogy y’all shove it right in front of me

But when I throw a show there’s nobodies there in front of me

Gone is the illusion maybe I’m going crazy

There’s a fate that no man is ever exempt

Is that familiarity breeds whole lots of contempt

Y’all see so much of me my presence is predictable

I use one of magics principles completely go invisible

Gone is the illusion I know what really happened

It’s me and always has been this lack of taking action

like mattel I thought I gave it all I has bro

not knowing down this rabbit hole I have much deeper to go

I’ll be damned If I become a crab in a bucket

Clawing my to a glass ceiling just so I can touch it

Verse 3

If this were draft 2003, I’m Carmelo Anthony

With Wade, Bosh, and Lebron three champs arm & arm

Ring fast ramadan seems a suit I have on

Skingraph third degree burns wanna play with me?

No fucking losses when I play on NFL gameday

Awful sounds when I turn muscle bound from skin & Bones

Sasquatch tear apart trailer parks and suburban homes

Death adder gladiator God of this game of thrones

Theres a difference between me & you swerving tracks and hitting cones

Exceptional ability EA sports I’m in the game

Hercules your atrophied I’m done with you lames

Gone is the illusion Dean I let go of it!

Because grudges only hurt the persons who holding it

Like this rapper I saw at Santos Party house

Drunk rapping bitter and burnt the fuck out

Spitting on himself and couldn’t get his words out!

Not me I ride til the wheels fall off then hit a ditch

fly through the windshield then my skull will split

Survive a vegetative state my limbs and hands will twitch

and use sign language so the deaf can feel me spit!!

Check out what Top $ Raz a dope MC in his own right, had to say about a particular song from 'Gone Is The Illusion'. The Bandcamp link to the song is below.

@SuperKingArmor this song "Henny on Ice" got me dying bruh. lmao

— Top $ Raz (@topdollagotit) April 8, 2015

'Mike Tyson Music' is one of my most popular songs, here check it out on soundcloud!!