Rap rehearsals (1)

I'm already home
smoking cigarettes till the break of dawn,
watching it curl and twist with my light on,
this here's one of my songs,
with which I drop the bomb
someone turn this mic on
Tell these other rappers it ain't easy,
hate and corruption reminiscent of Eazy-E
on another level to you haters,
if you had the talent you wouldn't wanna trade places,
this shit that I'm smoking,
the shit that you're hearing,
this shit that I'm rolling,
shit papers are saying,
the lies that our media are incessantly spraying,
all over the place, can't avoid what's in your face,
following turns into a chase,
cuz when I pick up the pace
you wastes can't keep up with the way I accelerate,
Sprint after me and lose some weight, fuck the competition-
I don't compete, I exterminate
like the Darleks after the whole human race,
Hate, apathy and ignorance in the masses,
Contemplating whether to go with the habit
to send the drone through your skull
Easy to preach to those with no soul
cuz they know the reality of a world gone cold.