Lyrics
staring at the beer bottle wondering if i'll do it//
it seems Im the only sober person making this music//
probably the reason my music is not the same//
and probably the reason why i'll never have fame//
I never came in this game looking for a paycheck//
when i ask if bafs good, I just want you to say yes//
I hate the shows and I hate marketing my music//
but every year I still get up and I do it//
never did a profit,only supported my habit//
(grab the mic), say the truth, (get releif) and thats it//
a little bit of love and a whole lot of hate//
they dont seem to get that im never gonna break//
still have my hood up and I still flow to the beat//
but never will I ever go and show defeat//(*)
Baf, the one destined not to be like the rest//
rap until the day i can trully say im the best//
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I don't know why youuu//
keep looking at meeee//
all I want to do//
is agree to disagre//
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everytime I grab the mic I wonder if it's worth it//
will I ever even be apreciated as a person//
hurt is what I seem to use to create my verses//
got the pain and the memories ,i still dont what the worst is//
in a river of images I still hang on to your smile//
but every once in a while, I seem to drown in denile//
your laugh echos,(echo) (*)I can't let go im obsessed//
focus on the good times and let go of all the rest//
in this game of risk I feel like I have taken one to many//
(*)looking for a reason to go on, I dont have any//
so I turn around take a few steps in your direction//
dont want to be the only one to go and learn this lesson/
the future is a blur that I cant seem to focus on//
you tell me all is perfect but deep down i know you're wrong//
so long,(*) I think i need a little bit of space//
if not im afraiD I'll have to stop and hit the breaks//
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Unable to shut my eyes I sit at the computer//
wishing I could go back to a time when i knew her//
the future and the past seem to mingle once again//
crossing that fine line between a lover and a friend//
I pretend like I dont know but my dicision is made//
my birthday , but I cant even go and taste the cake//
another case,(*) of hating me my self and I//
cuz at war. even some of the best will have to die//
not saying im the best I just know im not the worst//
another hole in my chest that I feel is gonna burst//
my words might not make sense or even apeal to you//
but when my ink hits the page I apear so see the truth//
melody is therapy so it's gatto be for me//
credibility to me is not a priority//
bleed with the beat and breath throught the speech//
I beleve I will leave when my world has a meaning//