Ground Zero

by Cosmic Rayne

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1.
Basic 02:45
I cannot take it these rappers are basic If that's the goal then I don't wanna make it If that's the dream then I don't wanna chase it I'd rather be rich and live in the basement (x2) Pose for the camera, rapping with stamina Dreamer like Anderson, they're more like Pamela Plastic will damage ya, just trynna gram it up Taking out challengers, don't need a manager Until I've had enough, haven't done bad enough I dont play safe homie, couldn't be dad enough These rappers don't last coz they didn't plan enough Say life will knock you down but I'm still standing up I'm still expanding bra, no need to scandal bra You not the man above, you are not man enough, Write all your wishes and give it to Santa bra I cannot fathom believing in phantoms Got no respect and plus you don't have manners bra I'm climbing mountains while you climbimg ladders bra Mathematical flow, timing the maddest bra If truth was a crime, I'd be the baddest bra I cannot take it these rappers are basic If that's the goal then I don't wanna make it If that's the dream then I don't wanna chase it I'd rather be rich and live in the basement (x2) This habit of mine, habit to rhyme I went to church now my raps are divine My past is dark, I relapse in my mind I see the future in fractions of time Actions of mine, I see in rewind Hung him by the neck ahead of my time Put him through pain and the pleasure was mine These are dreams I had before I was nine Open your mind, don't be so ignorant They act like they're guilty but they're all innocent Hide behind the follows thanks to the internet Make a million dollars minimal intellect Homies rhymes are shallow there's no way I connect Homie sings falsetto, must be a side effect From the pills he swallowed, Losing his dialect Home lost his soul and he didn't find it yet I cannot take it these rappers are basic If that's the goal then I don't wanna make it If that's the dream then I don't wanna chase it I'd rather be rich and live in the basement (x2)
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Ayo my story's incomplete, still skating in your street In Africa cooking beats then take it back to the east From the Fields up in Durbs, I'm repping my whole fam Dropping bombs in Vietnam wasn't part of the plan Try to understand, it was a tight situation A mic situation, have to write situation Words I connect, with all due respect We're a dying breed probably the only ones left The syllable critical, these cats are not lyrical My metaphor literal, these facts are not spiritual The art is forgotten, the killing not stopping Until all of us make it then we're still at the bottom You see, I am not scared to tell you the truth Reality of the Cape, it's the kids who will shoot And the children who die, while you pass by Despite a God in the sky, we still ask why These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will tell you a story, that they try to hide These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will tell you a story, that they try to hide These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will tell you a story, that they try to hide These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will, they will, yo, yo, yo Ayo check it, Respect it, your move I intercepted My soul I don't neglect it the past I don't project it My story is deep, your story is weak My story is rich, your story is cheap I talk about space homie, you talk about Benz I wear my own brand homie you just follow trends You just follow friends, you don't know any better Your third eye is closed so you can't flow any better These cats lack the skill, they just don't what's real Humans are ill, so they talk about pills And they talk about cars and they talk about women Then they make a couple mil before they end up in prison Now you tell me what's free, when reality's skewed There's enough for us all but people still don't have food People still don't have homes and people still don't have wealth And what's the point of it all when you don't know yourself These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will tell you a story, that they try to hide These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will tell you a story, that they try to hide These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will tell you a story, that they try to hide These rhymes of mine from this mind of mine They will, they will, yo, yo, yo
3.
Overload 03:15
The originator, I'm back, The Terminator My rhyme greater, You're a common denominator Can't do the math, you never finished school Follow the map but they didn't give you tools Move in the night when you cannot see the light Talk about likes when you cannot hold the mic I'm not counting the plays, I'm counting the days Fire on stage, from setting it ablaze Zero to none, I'm just having fun You say I should run but you don't have a gun I stay strapped, the greatest weapon is the mind They should've locked me up it was my weapon for the crime Now I do the time with rhymes to incline I took a step forward and got the fuck outta line I do it one time, I never do it twice I'm not chasing the cheese homie, I'm chasing the mice Overload, everybody's scrolling Until my time comes, I'ma keep rolling I can see the future from the cards that I'm holding No matter how they play, Homie I'm never folding, like Overload, everybody's scrolling Until my time comes, I'ma keep rolling I can see the future from the cards that I'm holding No matter how they play, Homie I'm never folding This is vudu, magic quantum mathematics Employ tactics with astronomical schematics Calculate the killing rate of those who try to emulate Stimulate, insinuate, meditate and levitate Nothing is impossible but someone should be stopping you Lessons can be obstacles, you end up in the hospital Say the wrong thing and get smacked tonight Then I step up to the mic and bring you back to life It's Rebel Monk now, I'm just pulling stunts now I've seen the other side so I just do what I want now Rambo, Rocky nobody can stop me They never got me, Homie, you're just a carbon copy And short-sighted, let me put it in perspective I do it for the culture, you do it to be accepted On the frontline, we're the last soldiers We're losing ourselves as technology takes over Overload, everybody's scrolling Until my time comes, I'ma keep rolling I can see the future from the cards that I'm holding No matter how they play, Homie I'm never folding, like Overload, everybody's scrolling Until my time comes, I'ma keep rolling I can see the future from the cards that I'm holding No matter how they play, Homie I'm never folding
4.
Art of War 03:43
Neural synapses, my sense of time collapses Writing rhymes is a habit to make sense of all the madness The masses, confusion, The Truth an illusion We talk about humanity but I don't see the humans All I see are animals, keeping secrets like Hannibal Cannibal, eating emcees, my methods mathematical Multiply the forces of nature when I record this Twisted thoughts of pain, psychological torture Pleasure in my brain, I will never be the same Don't take it personally, I just came to play the game Rhyme throwing, time slowing, mic holding Barrel smoking, not breathing, eyes open The afterlife, hard to fight, archetype, martyr like Spark the light, start to write, treat it like my chance in life Sacrifice, had to make, man I put it all at stake No mistake, stay awake, contemplate the moves I make coz I settle for nothing less, the standard's really my best The bars just another step to get over these minor threats Kick them them out the nest, I'm talkin' man versus nature I'm in the Matrix, flying, jumping across skyscrapers Mind over matter, I see right through these rappers My time is moving backwards, flip the script on all these actors Not be mistaken, don't say your soul's awakened Our soul's already taken by misinformation She said she'll let us free but I have yet to see Humans living in harmony, leave the astrology It isn't hard to see, but it's hard to breathe Man it's hard to eat, the food blocking my arteries Part of these, harmonies, calmingly, dropping, prophecies Hypnotically, profitably moving consciously, part the seas Of anger and hatred, sacrifice killers and rapists Then kidnap and educate the presidents of corporations
5.
Retarded 02:11
Below the surface, I know music is my purpose Put in work till I deserve it, burning churches with my verses Never seen it but you heard it, I've been cooking it's a furnace I won't get it till I earn it, grab the mic and then I burn it On that Phoenix shit or maybe more like Icarus Homie get with this, been doing this since the uterus Clueless kid, new to this, you still on that stupid shit Foolishness, trynna look cool and shit but not true to this Blood in my veins, Blood is my chain My name's the same so there's blood in the rain Some things will not change, hashtag just saying Those who know love also know pain I'm still sick of it, freestyling your written shit I'm on that lyric shit that's why the flow is so intricate Quantum physics shit, you really couldn't come close to this You couldn't smoke with us, man you really just a joke to us I'm not finished man I've barely even started You look retarded, why you trynna be the hardest, homie? I'm not finished man I've barely even started You look retarded, why you trynna be the hardest, homie? I'm not finished man I've barely even started You look retarded, why you trynna be the hardest, homie? I'm not finished man I've barely even started You look retarded, why you trynna be the hardest, homie? My syllable, metaphorical achieve the impossible I don't see an obstacle, too many outcomes are probable Stories are horrible, been conversing with the oracle Rhyme is historical and the thought is astronomical Down to earth and connected to all things When I write a verse, intellect is a sure thing I'm a bald eagle, you a pigeon with small wings Crossing my territory, I'm what the force brings You're the prey, I'm the predator, you're not a competitor Nothing in particular, tell 'em I'm not kidding bra Go in for the killing, yah, the breakdown is molecular Forever Nebula, every move I make is secular Reality's that we're really on our own We've been deadly on our own, breathing heavy on my own It's a game of the thrones, I'm a say it, you're a drone You can't face that you're alone, that's why you living on your phone

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released April 7, 2023

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Cosmic Rayne Cape Town, South Africa

South African born rapper, producer, skateboarder and father of two, my sole purpose is to inspire personal growth and universal consciousness through music.

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