Naismith Video (MV)

Stop waiting on star alignments
Life's what you make of it, start designing
Born to rhyme, yeah that's my assignment
Born to die we all fight the timing yeah
That's how it goes, back all alone with a pad and pen and a black I can roll
Twenty tracks in a row, relax in my throne
I don't waste time I don't mince facts in my flow
Accurate passer I'm Patrick Mahomes
Chief on the grass, yeah I dash through the O
I could delete my stash in a matter of moments
Paster said that's the baddest omen, oh well
Guess I'm going to hell, know the devil too well
Broken soul I might sell,
If the price is right do the deal and head to a mill
And break through the cell and shawshank the place
Break the chain and earthquake the basin
Make waves, don't chase 'em vacate the radius
Stay where Hades is, got the flames to give
The gas tank is lit, rap's a thankless gift,
Still just paying for it, still in pain for this
Went insane for this shit I'm Naismith,
I'll run the game, don't even wanna be famous, yeah
It's tough pretending you gone get by
Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
It's tough pretending you gone get by
Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
Balled as young kid yeah
Calling my past back, lost in a flashback
Drawn to the fun shit, yeah, hm
All that I'm after is accuracy, like
What do you want back cash or a lease
Shaq on the glass, no more laughing at me
I binge rap, straight facts on the beat
Casually blasting the heat I'm freezing then I
Give you third degree burn that's word to me
Curse the church in Persian that's Perjury
It would take ya whole worth to murder me
And plus some and then I run with urban fiends
Grab my turban then I surf to Germany
Work to be the MC they yearn to be
B to double E Z, wanna be me, so I cut 'em off like surgery
I'm the genesis of this brand new wave of consciousness, boy
It's obvious boy, I'd probably bond with Socrates,
Smoke a lot of tree, that's on God you see, boy
Marcus Garvey, spark the Marley, uh
Park the harley, start the party
Young Paul McCartney dog I'm gnarly, uh
I'm TNT, Go Chuck the Barkley's, nah mean
It's tough pretending you gone get by
Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
It's tough pretending you gone get by
Such a shame, caught you living in a big lie
I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
And I misbehaved, but still make my way
Oh lord, oh lord, mmm
Oh lord, lord, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh lord