Chedum by Chedum Lyrics
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Verse 1:
I've been doing this for a long
Practicing my rap on a hard grind
Freestyle'd on a beat, so i learned to rhyme
Thinking one day that my flow would truly shine
Here i am now age 22
Wondering to myself if dreams come true
What are the means for me to get through?
How many bees should i get stung too?
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Verse 2:
Going with the flow
Doing it till sundown
Never been a shut out
But at times i shutdown
Doubts are getting so loud
Homie it's a showdown
Hittin up a new sound
Rapping's what i do now
Simple mind with a complex rhyme
Show me your skill and i'll show you mine
Let's see who mastered the design
They talk about work, but skill shows the grind
I was once taught if you seek than you find
Which why all i ever see is sublime
So don't tell me that i ain't been tryin
Sittin in the back while im writin all these rhymes
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Verse 3:
Don't mistake confidence with cockyness
If you do, i will not respond to it
Sit back and enjoy the accomplishment
I know it's fast and it's astonishing
I know that they say i shouldn't be here
But they are two-faced and not too sincere
I try my best, lets make it clear
I will not jeopardize my flows cause of fear
I'll be spitting bars so ill-matic
Flow burnin up like an ill-addict
We both know that i'm ill at it
Makin tough moves while you still static
My flows hard, your flows flacid
Cover it up with a beat, that is wackness
But do not give up because that'd be tragic
Keep your head up, boy it takes practice
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Verse 1:
I've been doing this for a long
Practicing my rap on a hard grind
Freestyle'd on a beat, so i learned to rhyme
Thinking one day that my flow would truly shine
Here i am now age 22
Wondering to myself if dreams come true
What are the means for me to get through?
How many bees should i get stung too?
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Verse 2:
Going with the flow
Doing it till sundown
Never been a shut out
But at times i shutdown
Doubts are getting so loud
Homie it's a showdown
Hittin up a new sound
Rapping's what i do now
Simple mind with a complex rhyme
Show me your skill and i'll show you mine
Let's see who mastered the design
They talk about work, but skill shows the grind
I was once taught if you seek than you find
Which why all i ever see is sublime
So don't tell me that i ain't been tryin
Sittin in the back while im writin all these rhymes
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage
Verse 3:
Don't mistake confidence with cockyness
If you do, i will not respond to it
Sit back and enjoy the accomplishment
I know it's fast and it's astonishing
I know that they say i shouldn't be here
But they are two-faced and not too sincere
I try my best, lets make it clear
I will not jeopardize my flows cause of fear
I'll be spitting bars so ill-matic
Flow burnin up like an ill-addict
We both know that i'm ill at it
Makin tough moves while you still static
My flows hard, your flows flacid
Cover it up with a beat, that is wackness
But do not give up because that'd be tragic
Keep your head up, boy it takes practice
Chorus:
Never been the sharpest tool in the shed, but i keep my character constant
Practicing rhyme scheme in my head with nobody to stop it
Picked up a paper and a pen, going solo on the flow, i got this
Never been the one to be toxic. Kick it old-school, pay homage