Brain Not A Chain (Spose)

Came in the game with a brain, not a chain Went against the grain, left Maine on a plane Sunny days came and I made it through the rain Proclaimed I wouldn't tame until the day they know my motherfucking- Came in the game with a brain, not a chain Sunny days came and I made it through the rain Went against the grain, left Maine on a plane Proclaimed I wouldn't tame until the day they know my motherfucking name! I was the broseph looking toasted like a pop-tart, Slumming in a sox hat Who had turned in a pop star Whoops! Kept a couple thousand in the sock drawer Lit up like a cop car Smoked it all, bought more Look Now I've been preposterously dank Ridiculously dope Maybe monstrously lame But meticulously flow! Come and get a whiff of Spose; Smells like Wells, Maine! Nights up in the cove I'm not a fighter Just a writer Put the lighter to the bowl! I always knew that it was do or die I'm doing work while you're hanging like a suicide I just Googled the meaning of annuitize Which stupid guys' rhymes you bumped in lieu of mine?! Who am I? Spose, motherfucker! P-DANK to the top like a fat kid to supper! So tell your brother's mother Ain't shit, chain's same, it's the fame still; Sexy as John McCain, Since I- Fuck your Beemer-Benzer-Bentley! We'll be smashing in the fender Take a blender to your Fendi Yelling obscenities in the mezzanine P-DANK! Defenders of the peasantry Who surprised pleasantly Guys who thought rap was crack cats and Hennesse So yeah, Betheny, you can put your ass away Quick like Nestle I acquired accolades Stripes like a referee I earned 'em cause I had to say what I really had instead of brags They're yelling "No you're not, dude don't lie!" When I pass! 7 million Youtube views in the bag Cop had me stopped just to get my autograph But they still don't respect me; I'm as sexy as a scab You could prabble for the models You could wallow for the cash Fuck that; Learn facts 'till you need a bigger hat! So, yeah Man, we're not the same; If you're unbejewled then tell your mom P-DANK! So we- You know it's Groves The flow's so tight Shout-out to Spose Man I owe him my life And I remember back when He told me keep rappin' Look at all that happened Since "John Madden" In Salt Lake when he signed the deal Then I packed my bags got behind the wheel Hear my tires squeal and away we go On the way home who's on the radio? (Mother fucker I'm awesome) Welcome to the music life With the Jet Blue flights And on the news at night When it comes to picking cards Gotta choose 'em right 'Cuz this music life Is an amusement ride Ever since a kid, yo The flows were mean Big dreams whenever me and Spose convened We were clawing on our way to expose a scene And now we're on the road, two shows a week Or we sit in the studio, roll that weed And write to a beat 'til I go to sleep It's the M to the A to the I-N-E More pine trees further than that I can see Yeah I'm that rap guy coming through your Cat-5 P-DANK baby, triple clap when we slap five Remember back when rap was a pastime? Now we pack heads every time we rap live Late night writin' down a song Got the proudest mom And the crowd respond Tryin' to make it large comin' from a small town P-DANK in the building 'til it falls down Bitch