songs about me gettin whats mine and finding my tyme...
myke john
Story behind the song
just felt like writin about comin up...im followin this dream with my eyes on the prize. check it.
Lyrics
hook- i got my eyes, on the prize, dont deny my mind, i keep my sight on what i see that should be mine, im findin my time,
in my life i wonder why sometimes i just dont feel right, when its my time, im gonna shine for you and i just might feel fine...{singin}
1-yo i see in the mirror my reflections tellin me im here, im almost there, im so prepared, im ready, ready to premeir, chyeah,
i dont got a deal, but listen as i tell, if ya want somethin done right, bitch, do it yaself,
im in the mix wit muthafuckaz on my dick, tryna kick my shit, get out my business, im flippin the script on these kiddaz so quick,
its been a minute since i been innocent, im comin after you, aint nuthin hungrier than a cracka wit attitude, eyyy,
n half of you, cant even challenge me, the half that can'll see this italian stalion prevail to be the man,
hammer in had as im fightin for myke john n da fam, in the dark i stand wit the, heart of a champ
dawg i been doubted up n down n now im bout to show em, that i got the crown im focused, goin for the gold im flowin,
n i hope ya know that, me n my mind, wont be denied, im comin closer, my tyme, i, gotta get whats mine...
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2- ayo the path that im makin is a path without any shame or sorrow, im only concerned about today n tomarrow,
where imma turn, what imma follow, n how am i gonna chill, i drop it straight n forward for you man thats on the real,
its fate, for you to play my tape n bang it, im still bringin the pain n explainin how this is my generation,
im takin this shit to another level that'll devestate the mental of any heavyweight in this game, ill demonstrate,
the truth, you fools, can never do on your own, no, and you aint gonna change if you always do whatchu told, yo,
there aint a soul in this world that i ever met that could sweat me, i never met "him", cuz i dont consider death a threat,
im on a quest, its time to sink or swim, with demons underneath my skin its gettin pretty hard to live, uh,
but i gotta win n give em everything they gotta hear, n i gotta prove that im the hottest, im on top its clear...
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3- i seperate the hard muthafuckaz from the punk muthafuckaz, all the smart muthafuckaz from the dumb muthafuckaz, what?,
ill putchu in perspective wit the fellaz thatll never ever get my respect, no, so keep on steppin, im wreckless,
ill eat you for breakfast, n then ill shitchu out,
you messin wit my tourettes, you got me twitchin now, im never bitchin out, get hit wit a surprise,
im the mike tyson of fightin muthafuckaz my size,
look in my eyes, i got the guts, i got the nuts, n i got the reallest lyrics revealin up on these cuts, its funny how you actin bad on track, you got a gat, you pack a strap, you poppin caps, fuck that- you talkin trash,
i walk a path wit no actin, i had it wit these actaz, they livin in a dream yall, they never seen disasters,
my theme n plan is to get rid of this distraction,
eyes on the prize until im kickin back in a casket man...
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