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Sina K
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It's Me (Hatred Made Me)
How am I supposed to be an artist? When you supposedly need to use a glock and cock it I trust nobody not even nobody, cause as soon as you reach some profit That nobody is gon' reach for your pocket
Take it away and go ain't no way of saving those People who are taking fo' they own stomachs needs What the fuck you faking fo'? Why you faking foo'? Why you making news by breaking rules you made in your head You just debate with you
I can't even fuck with you, cause fuck boy you fucking rude All you spit is fucking true according to you, come up with something new Sorry for bustin' thru, cause I've been living this every day I've been giving this every time, I've been shootin' 'n' missin' it, many takes
I've been sinnin' with every rhyme, I've been killin' shit many ways I've been winnin' still every climb is a downfall, spillin' it, can you relate? I've been shittin' out bars like I have a good stomach to do that And I can't stop shittin' out lyrics, ain't no chemical solution It's me…
It's me, the same boy you forever hated It's me, that's right fuckboy I never faded It's me, the homie bitches never dated It's me, look what you hatred generated Fuck words, better save it
Cause ain't no apologizing cause it's me who never forgets I'm on that apollo mind shit, now I know how nice loneliness gets When you realize it wasn't you, it was them It's me, human like you, but I never was them
So you better know where I am Damn right, every night I was praying I don't wake up the same Pray the heaven accept me, I need a settlement, yes, we teleconnect You say you an elephant, bet an ant will tell you 'just stay in your lane'
Don't get on my toes, I'll have the fire set on your home You stepped my toes, now I am firing at the rap game Tired of the dumbest flows and I ain't wanna pose I ain't no Eminem, ain't no Rakim, ain't have a dad named Birdman
You heard that? But I'm me the energized ADHD-kid born 1997 Memorized 2000 lyrics since then, mesmerized real emcees since 9/11 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Wanted to start my enterprise, but can't compete with 7/11 My third eye can't compete with Buddahs seventh Lyrical exercise with a lot of retention
Got caught in depression mind-sets, turned blind, saw again for three seconds Stuck in a circle, I think, but the loop ain't timed yet, is it a deception So I ain't blind yet, or was it a dream? Can't die, stuck in inception man-y Fucking questions, but the government tied us, sayin' I terrorize To go to heaven, why nobody question that, see?
It's me, the same boy you forever hated It's me, that's right fuckboy I never faded It's me, the homie bitches never dated It's me, look what you hatred generated Fuck words, better save it
Cause ain't no apologizing cause it's me who never forgets I'm on that apollo mind shit, now I know how nice loneliness gets When you realize it wasn't you, it was them It's me, human like you, but I never was them
What you saying? Should I stop complaining? I lost three brothers to death and I am still facing you with my face in The right direction, I could see any other person fade in A few seconds in my position, talk more, you'll catch a fade in I'm sectioned
In a section I don't know about so I just flow around Myself while people had me thrown around like I'm tryna' joke around How do my vocals sound? How do I sound now when I have a sober mouth? How many times I cried in the past? I lost my count
How many times I laughed the past year? I lost it even more Means it turns better whether it's the morning after, it's about being the force Within yourself no matter the weather now all I see is force I'm tryna understand life's meaning, so I can't be stealing flows
So syllables are deliverable a miracle music made me invincible, the pain is unforgivable The game is winnable, as long as you understand what you're building of So I ain't tryna fuck around, you know what I mean? Know what I'm sayin'? We all live the same movie, but different scenes, I can't play Alpacino, but I can play gettin' shot Playa stop hatin' you industry puppets, fading must be intimadating I'm seventeen and you ain't never felt this feeling of getting degrading
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