aint no where to run to
there aint nothing here for free
the morning i was born, the doc ordered i stay back
they said i showed abnormal brain patterns
so for weeks they performed operations,
my mother pacin her heart racin that shit was no vacation
my age was only a few days i already faced death
a test of faith, yes, i can still smell its faint breath
you aint ever hear me say that the shits too hard
i grit my teeth on many occasions i've bit through bars of iron
spit out balls of fire.
and the motivation is blazin, it aint a forced desire
the gains are higher than whatever the costs conspire
these words are the eye to my soul's burning wires that ignite
day through night they're like tyres, turning to keep me working honest
till i deserve retirement
yo i can rap with ease? why
cos i know i'll always lack what is needed to be the perfect emcee,
so i keep up with practice, i never quit based on performance.
so many times i been bumped as an amatuer, portrayed as a novice
but from the streets to the office, to the books to the ring
i push my feet to the hardest, till im shushed with a ding
so from the start i been wearing my heart on a sleeve,
but in the end, am i just another artist who dreams
i can weave these metaphors like i was workin magic
but will i ever see these words turn to action
these verbs dont actually do a thing
they just sit pretty on a beat, no matter how smooth i sing
so i aint gonna wait on nobody to give me a helping hand
with this pen and pad ima write out a list of my top demands
and address it to nobody but yours truly
seen a lot of promises fall purely based on no movement
so i act like grown nuisance, a tumour a pain in the neck
i wont go away till i get cheques,
but i only make money to live, acommplish bigger things
so before i conquer the world i gotta conquer dividends
but electricity, and rent it never ends, i gotta spend
time and money are all wasted on these short term expenses