rog and dausa

Roger is on the dock like a trickory doc, Watchin' the waves crash, tick-tock, no time to mock, Eyes sharp, heart dark, ready to spark, In the shadows, I’m the beast, you just a walk in the park. Got the hustle in my veins, grindin' under the sun, Life's a game of chess, and I'm the king, you just a pawn, Every move calculated, no room for the weak, Spittin’ raw truth, while you fumble and peak. From the depths of the struggle, I emerged like a ghost, Haunted by the past, but it fuels me the most, Got a chip on my shoulder, yeah, I carry the weight, In a world full of fakes, I’m the realest you’ll hate. Roger's got the vision, while you’re lost in the fog, Navigatin' through the grime, like a beast on the smog, So step back, kid, before you get rocked, 'Cause Roger’s on the dock, and I’m ready to shock. or