Текст песни
All I ever wanted was somebody to hear me
And all I ever wanted was somebody to feel me
And everybody wanna tell me that I’m out of my head
When I’m on the mic, that’s fine, but that don’t scare me
It’s been a long time, but I’m back now
Rap pow, welcome to the rap house
Rap pow, will live 'til I pass out
Blackout, blackout, everybody keep on wonderin' if I still rap now
Are you serious?
Anybody out there hearin' this?
Yo, I came in the game as a lyricist
And I’ma leave like that, period
You sniff lines, I write lines
You’ve now entered in my mind
And you better get ready cause you might find
I’m from a different place, and my kind
It’s a little bit different than yours is
Quit snoring, hip-hop isn’t dead
It’s just been in mournin'
From the moment I quit recording
Quick, record this
Listen, I’m warming up and you’re misinformed if
You think that I’m slipping up, this ain’t sick enough
Then I’ll skip the chorus
I’ve been here, ain’t nobody heard of me?
Yeah I’ma turn this beat to a murder scene
I don’t live for the world
I live for the King, I live for the King, focus
Wrote this with emotion
It’s hard to get a break when the doors ain’t open
It’s hard to get a shot when the gun ain’t loaded
And it’s hard to make a living when nobody wanna notice, hold it
What am I insane maybe? Plain crazy
You put me in a room with a mic you will not restrain me
You do what you wanted but you can’t contain me, lazy
Is not a character trait of mine, don’t wait in line
This is the current condition of my state of mind
Don’t tell me that this isn’t real
Don’t tell me this ain’t how I feel
This is all I have, all I have
All I ever wanted was somebody to get this
All I ever wanted was somebody to play this
Yeah, take my song, put it on their playlist
And get goosebumps every time they play it, rate us
If that’s my calling or not, Father, maybe I should just not bother
Go back to that nine-to-five, but I am not a
Quitter so quit that
I never been a killer but I guarantee I kill tracks
Put them in a coffin, lost in, rip that
Tryin' to make an impact in rap, is that insane?
Well, I guess so
Rap though, better give me that pencil
And you ain’t ever gonna make it, it’s all mental
I am in a place where I can’t let go, agh!
I still work a job and do this, and y’all know what’s stupid?
I thought all you had to do was get a record deal, and, your things start moving
But that’s not the case, because most of the times—the artists you hear
You keep on thinking that artist is new, but that artist has prolly been at it
for years
Yeah, in the back of my mind thinking, am I wasting my time dreamin'?
And I ain’t got no money in my wallet, but I guarantee there ain’t no way that
I am gonna leave this
I need this, I swear to y’all, I need this
And this hip-hop's in my veins, if you cut me I’ma bleed it
And, yo, what you think I write raps for? No reason? No
Take my pain and I put 'em in a song—ever since them pills, they took my mom
I’ve been a different person, don’t try to predict my verses
What you’re hearing now is me whether I’m in front or behind that curtain
I stand behind these words here, I’m a Christian but I’m not perfect
Don’t tell me to calm down, I’m calm now, listen, I’m just working
Yeah, it might take a minute to get it, but once you get it everything will be
crystal clear
I don’t think they see my vision here, I don’t think they see my vision here!
Don’t tell me that this isn’t real
Don’t tell me this ain’t how I feel
This is all I have, all I have
Don’t tell me that this isn’t real
Don’t tell me this ain’t how I feel
This is all I have, all I have
Don’t tell me that this isn’t real
Don’t tell me this ain’t how I feel
This is all I have, all I have
All I have
Don’t tell me that this isn’t real (this isn’t real, this isn’t real)
This is all that I have, this is all that I have