Alpha Songtext
von Chill Bump

My story was planned
All was programmed, crammed at the core
Recording dope jams
I′d hold my umbilical cord with both hands
Flow to my cardiograms
In the calm, I'd go ham, conjure barbaric bars
Ma could have called me "Conan"

A cold man in the making
Like Jehovah and Satan′s souls had a relation
A dope, rapping creation
I won't brag, but won't hold back information


So don′t act like I′m up and coming
I'd already crafted four albums in my mother′s oven, younging
Now when I rap, I hold my frigging penis and
Get flashbacks of when I was only just a fetus

Shit, I was such a vocalistic genius thinking
Jesus, one day the globe will get to see this, but for now
I'm just gonna sit here
Patiently waiting
The world ain′t ready for me yet
I can, I can tell

The world ain't ready for me, for me yet (for me yet, for me yet)
I can tell (tell)
The world ain′t r-, ready for me yet tell (tell)
The world ain't ready for me, for me yet (for me yet, for me yet)
I can tell (tell)
The world ain't ready, world ain′t ready
For, for me yet

The world ain′t ready for me yet