Overtime - Ryan Oakes

I been killing every beat in my sight, everyone with a mic

It’s crazy when you know what you’re gonna do with your life

There’s no mistaking it, god gave me the will to fight

Think of D12 this is not the devil’s night!

My style is heavenly so people copy it lovingly

Fluctuations make every artist now rise and fall suddenly

Raising hell I’m going to the top publicly

If you put me down then I’ll kill myself just to make you look up to me yeah!

«Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it

Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it»

Feel like I’ve been waiting forever, forever to get my shot

Under pressure so I thought I’d mix in something logic brought!

Yeah, pick up the flow I’ll give it a go, It is the time to listen to Ghost

Everyone doubted me now they are proud of me look how they count on me get it

all out of me

Nice with it, tight writtens, I’m driven, I said it

Going off the top like game of thrones, they get be-headed!

New York in my heart boy!

There he go no school boy

Yeah infinite skill, phenomenal will, go for the kill the flow is so ill,

how does it feel?

Somebody tell me though how does it feel?

Rest in peace guru this track here got mass appeal!

They can see that I got something here to prove

I didn’t come to win and I didn’t come to lose

You said you keep it real but we know that ain’t you

I came into the game to give you something that is true, Ghost!

They can see that I got something here to prove

I didn’t come to win and I didn’t come to lose

You said you keep it real but we know that ain’t you

I came into the game to give you something that is true, Oakes!

They tell us that we’re out of control, they all too composed

Shut up bitch!

I’m in my zone, I’m probably gonna explode

If you been sitting on that throne just know I’m coming for your throat!

Turning mainstream rappers broke so hit the deck I’m bout to blow!

Everybody taking notes hoping they can go in and copy

I’m making every famous rapper sounding like it’s a hobby

These labels blowing up the phone I’m screaming get this cash off me

I’m putting half inside the bank and blowing half on the posse

They watch me but I never stress it, that on switch I pressed it

Now it never turns off I’m always working unless it

Gets taken from me I’m reckless I’m eating rappers for breakfast

Up in this over saturated rap game and I’m restless

My preference would be cash I’m in the cut just like a gash

So I can take out all the trash up in this game I’m bringing back

Real motherfuckin' music with a purpose

Everybody hating on me back then is wordless

I been working with that overtime now the music’s more refined

I don’t think I’ll ever bind myself to anybody’s mind

I think I’m in love with mine so all I do is fucking grind

And go to sleep then wake up and repeat and do the same thing all the time

Oakes!

They can see that I got something here to prove

I didn’t come to win and I didn’t come to lose

You said you keep it real but we know that ain’t you

I came into the game to give you something that is true, Ghost!

They can see that I got something here to prove

I didn’t come to win and I didn’t come to lose

You said you keep it real but we know that ain’t you

I came into the game to give you something that is true, Oakes!