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#135,337 today
Peak #1,275
#84,016 in subgenre
Peak #684
Uploaded
July 20, 2005
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I wrote this song and at the time, it was one of my first expressional songs. I just basically touch on the subject of my anger. I may write a bullshit verse but that doesn't mean everything I say is literal. Number 5 off my cd.
Lyrics
Sometimes I feel like I’m two different people
One grimey, the other sharp as a steeple
Some say case closed is not real at all
The world is hurtful and I feel like I’m two feet tall
I get caught up talking bout hoes, guns, and drugs
Then come home to give my mother hugs
I’m sure everyone has felt the need to kill
Or they’ve sat slumped and cried atop they window sill
I’m relaying the feelings that go through my head
Can you say you’ve never wanted somebody dead
Theres the intellect case then theres case closed
So I’m laying it on the line and it’ll be exposed
I have credibility whether you believe it or not
I just rap and write constant cause I like it a lot
My raps aren’t meant literally and shouldn’t be taken as so
I’m just trying to increase my skills and maybe grow
Maybe it’s a dream but will I ever be respected
I’ll represent the people like I’m someone they elected
Stand up to the microphone and address my peers
Talk about the good life like I work for sears
I’ll be honest and speak what I’m feeling
Cut the talk of guns, violence and drug dealing
No bs for now if people want the truth
What else you want me to say while I’m in the booth
Some people harass and badger me with shades of rap
No forms of music have a color so whats with this crap
Sometimes you need to close your eyes and listen
And you would find out that theres skill out there you’re missin
Open your mind to the possibilities that exist
Focus on the music not making the artist pissed
It’s understandable that some people will always hate
I can count on their negative comments to make my songs great
Rappers like me feed off haters talking smack
I use stupid comments for ammo when I make a track
I’m a kid doing what makes him feel best
Why do people find it so fucked up and messed
Writing is a way to leave the situation your in
Whatevers pissin you off be, haters, girls or kin
All I want is for people to love the music as I do
Raps the love of my life like I’m erkyah badu
Close your eyes, drift off and listen to my lyrics
Like me let your soul be carried up by rap spirits
