Yeah, just ask me how things are coming along You can tell me that you never heard none of my songs Long as you end up saying one day you plan to listen 'Cause what's a star when its most important fan is missing?
…I say cool but the truth is I’m stressin’ a grip Cause it’s hard to make music when this depression exists They say use it as inspiration, the best of them did But as the Mc I can’t handle this pressure for shit And if you ask me stress is a bitch My girl needs more attention And my record label is desperate for hits Now I’m pissed cause I’m gettin’ out the zone again Makes me start to dread when I see a microphone It ain’t supposed to be like that I said I’ll be right back I left the office, got a phone and called my partner Jack And I asked him, remind me why I’m rappin’? And right before he answered I remembered my passion in the past When I was scribblin’ in my tablet to box out my mom and dads scrrappin’ To help me when my grandmother passed Plus the many times I was homeless And the times when I was broke And this music made a way when I was hopeless He told me to remember the rain, it’ll diminish the pain He told me not to ask him again cause I know
Don’t nobody wanna dance slow in the rain Just move yo ass… just move yo ass Don’t nobody wanna Dance… slow… in… the… rain
im more than just an option (hey hey hey) refuse to be forgotten (hey hey hey) i took a chance with my heart (hey hey hey) and i feel it takin over
i better find your lovin i better find your heart i better find your lovin i better find your heart i better find your lovin i better find your heart i bet if i give all my love then nothings gonna tear us apart
im more than just a number (hey hey hey) i doubt youll find another (hey hey hey) so every single summer (hey hey hey) ill be the one that you remember
This here is something personal I highly doubt this feeling is reversible Knowledge is pain and that is why it hurts to know That you atempt to hide and put mistakes aside So I don’t ever question you, and damn I can’t even find the perfect brush So i can paint what’s going through my mind Racing against myself but I’m a couple steps behind That’s why I gotta ask…
Is anything I’m doing Brand New? Is everything I’m doing to late?
I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes Hate in my heart, love in my mind I seen nights full of pain, days of the same You keep the sunshine, save me the rain I search but never find, hurt but never cry I work and forever try, but I’m cursed so never mind And it’s worse but better times seem further and beyond The top gets higher, the more that I climb The spot gets smaller and I get bigger Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga But soon for a nigga it be on mother fucker Cause all this bullshit, it made me strong mother fucker So I pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head, yeahh!
You know those ones with that person that you want to be with. They’re not like the hugs you share with friends and family. These hugs… they make you feel different. You get those chills over your body as they hold you. There are so many things running through your mind but at the same time, all…