DjayCas - Welcome lyrics

[Hook] I can see the bright lights in the skylines where I used to play Used to say that I'd have the whole world, whole world, whole world in the palm of my hands And way up here I can prove to you there ain't a thing that I can't do Now that I got the whole world, whole world, whole world in the palm of my hands [Verse 1: Rewind aKa Realness] Welcome to my world where ain't sh** perfect But you could never tell from the smiles on the surface The reemergence of the realness needed to be urgent So I'm sprinting with a pen shedding light like some curtains Curtains, to these acts of trash, they garbage The game tarnished, to be honest, I feel like I can't be honest My takes offs, stay rough and a n***a call it turbulence No pardons I just do me, like the word dome parted Whole-hearted artist, not starving for stardom And we gon' have the world in our palms soon [Hook] [Verse 2: Rewind aKa Realness] Welcome to my world where ain't sh** sweet But you could never tell from the sugar coated lyrics and these cotton candy beats Beating mules of this rule that's claiming that we street Street knowledge mixed with hood politics turned good college kids In flamboyant caucasian fits, Ralph Lifsh**z feel like we disgracing it Gracing films filled with grape swishes lit Wish to live the life that Marlon Brando and Pacino did C-Note get, we know that the gangsters die, but we live Like don't agree with the contents the nonsense yet our noggins nodding Feel like we in OZ and it's obvious That we a long way from hip-hop [Bridge] It's apparent that they lack depth So I swear until my last breath As I'm preparing for d**h I'm daring myself to spit something else The WIZdom [Hook] [Verse 3: Rewind aKa Realness] Welcome to my world where there ain't no truth in wishes But you can never tell from the way we be pretending I don't understand the point of living if its timid How can you sit and take what you've been given When the common sentence is that nothin is given I don't understand reaching high and then not reaching back How can you push a porsche around where porchia just was tortured at It coroners on that corner black, Wiz prophet, mic stand as staff I descent from my soapbox, I know not, unreality Causality to fallacies, sometimes it's bigger than a salary [Bridge] It's apparent that they lack depth So I swear until my last breath As I'm preparing for d**h I'm daring myself to spit something else The WIZdom