EnTeLL - Remember My Voice
Another apex bangar! IF YOU DONT LISTEN TO NE OF MY TRACKS, U MUST AT LEAST LISTEN TO THIS! HOOOOT!
EnTeLL
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Lyrics
A voice, a smell, a touch, can be remembered //
All you really need is one such, you will remember //
Only if the world could be exposed at least once //
I let go of everything I once owned to have it done //
They said..
Kid you know how impossible it is to make it //
Well its only as impossible as you make it //
You juss gotta concentrate... //
..Man, God for saken, anybody takin my top placement //
Will end up in hostile situations // hospital invitation //
Cross my heart hope to die, I promise-you-this-statement //
Honestly-what-Im-sayin, I gotta keep my patience //
Cuz with this much ambition I gotta be amazing //
My lyrical situation, spiritual-domination //
Is in my body waiting, for the verbal-detination //
They told me I wouldnt make it happen? ... It never would //
But at this time I sucked at rapping and was never good //
But if you understood, theres always room for improvement //
You would see I do it, make tunes with my music //
And this was my day on the 7th of December //
When I recorded my this track, juss letting you remember //
Chorus
You see these people listen, but seem to be forgetting //
That me, I make this music, Search the net for beats and use it//
I think of my lyrics, and write it down this quick //
Not realizing that I’ll be exposed to half the district //
They say, “Ya tracks are sick kid you should send some out” //
Hit up some producers and holla at project bounce //
Open up ya mouth, until ya sound is found //
And when ya sound is found, then the clowns-come-back-around? //
Well that’s what Im-out-to-see, those who’ve once doubted-me //
Industries founded-me, and you want it down-with-me //
This is the shit I talk about, people using and abusing //
Moving so confusing //
Im sick of all you losers, ya’ll need a fuckin job-son //
Cuz you kats on my cock more times than condoms // (And that’s crazy)
And if the time comes, and I do make it with these raps //
I’ll be bigger than the Towers, before they collapsed //
Chorus
