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I'm Nox. I'm 21 years old. I've been rapping for as long as I can remember. When I was 14 I did a small demo tape on a karoke machine, the quality was horrible, but it was my first step in the right direction. From there I went to studios, paying out of my own pocket, and here's what I came up with from the ages of 18 - 20. I am now 21.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,295
Peak in subgenre #687
Author
Nox
Rights
Nox
Uploaded
September 08, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I wrote this song after walking into a club of about 250 people, the only white person in there, and going through a bracket of about 20 people, beating them all, and winning a few hundred bucks in a battle. Everyone there was chanting my name....I was made for this.
Lyrics
Track 4 - Made For This
this shit is killin' me, I'm white but even though I'm tight/
nobody's feelin' me, I write but they all say I bite/
Everybody's grillin' me,A slight mistake and I gotta fight/
It's slowly chillin' me, drillin' me, slicin' dicin' and peelin' my mind
to shreds,causin a playah to lose his head/
am I already dead? this living hell is what I dread/
damn I bled, damn I bleed, damn I'm fallin' to my knees/
but I don't need your sympathy so get the fuck away from me/
before I snap watch my feet impatiently tap/
watch me rap watch me follow the steps of my map/
and if you got a problem with it, mother fucker come and get it/
better stop, you better quit it, for you fuck up and get hit/
and you fall,a playah can brawl if you wanna brawl/
standin' tall,don't give a fuck about none of you'll/
so I suggest, get off my chest, before I lay your ass to rest/
cuz I don't rest, I must confess, I will not fold up under stress./
and if you keep it up, you fixin' to burn, you fixin' to learn/
that I don't give a fuck,cuz it's my turn, and I discern/
I'll never give it up,I gotta earn, I've started to churn/
I gotta live it up, flip it up, grip it up, and hit it up/
this fuckin' game,I've started to flow, you've started to know/
my fuckin' name,cuz here I go, better bet, hell no/
I won't try in vain, lie through pain, slip up and I'll try again /
trippin' off leviathane, watch this shit that I attain/
through what I do,through all these trials that I surpass/
and I'm tellin' you,if you don't like it, kiss my ass/
o that's right, matter of fact, get the fuck up off my back/
watch me cut this other track, fuck around and you'll get slapped/
straight in your teeth,for tryin' to think your ass is hard/
you can taste defeat,see me, closin' down the bars/
week after week,and see me turnin' to a star/
as I spit a thousand bars, expensive cars, and two front yards./
Ima lyricist,but cuz of my skin I just can't win/
so I'm gettin' pissed,I admit I'm beginnin' to bend/
you people hearin' this?, if you are then won't you lend/
a helpin' hand, and understand, that the shit just hit the fan/
and I'm cryin' out!,I'm screamin' out loud for somebody to help/
I'm fryin' out,you don't know half the shit I've felt/
and what that shit has done to me, man this shit aint fun to me/
my fuckin' lifes out runnin me, but I aint askin' for somethin' free/
I'm tryin' to pay my dues,all the time, I'm on the grind/
cuz that's how I move,but it's now my time to shine/
and I won't be subdued,no matter what I'm gonna get mine/
no matter what I'm gonna be fine, and I will continue to rhyme/
until my head blanks,and I can't think of a word to match/
and I lose rank, and stop bein' the epitaph/
of a rapper, mic disaster, spittin' slow and spittin' faster/
MC trasher, body slasher, saint, demon, and pastor/
Hook
better believe, that I was made for this
gonna be the one gettin' paid for this
gonna be grippin' an escalade for this
better believe I'll come away with this
and you know I gotta bust my flow
ya'll better act like you already know
never the type to stop, I'll never slow
you know I gotta get minez
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