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No quiero encasillarme en nada, no quiero sonar o ser como nada, pero no voy con ningun rollo undergorund ni nada, pq lo bueno es bueno da igual si es comercial
Hi people... hola gent!................
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,908
Peak in subgenre #2,437
Author
Rodamon
Uploaded
October 13, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
i didnt felt inspired so thats the subject
Lyrics
Ahhh, shit
[Verse 1]
I feel trapped in a beat that I dont even got-ready
I write somethin sposed to be hard but’s not-heavy
When I though it was rough enough to open your jaw
And leave it on the floor, it doesnt sound like it did before
Damn damn damn, and shit shit shit
Only nagging with myself cuz the inspiration dont get-me
I try to transmit feelings, I try to make deep-shit
But if I dont feel it, it dont satisfy at least-me
A lot of different-opinions from different-mouths
Peeps go delivering-dissings, and delivering-‘wows’
‘That sucks’ ‘thats great’ most times the first-answer
And it really hurts my heart more than the worst-cancer
Man.... I cant be always doin-good-shit
And then I musnt try to convince you-wit-excuses
Damn right man, excuses are never-enough-good
So for them people im gonna improve forever-because-you
I really wanna make your ears enjoy, and Ill make-ya-forget
Songs from some sissy rappers, but im no gangsta-or-shit
I really need inspiration quick, but it doesnt-come
I need it now cuz without it I just do frozen-songs
[Chorus:]
When kids dont play, when days are just days
When people only keep with the same way
When peeps are quiet and feelings are gone
This is itwhen the inspiration doesn’t come
When world dont spin, and the streets are clean
When people only think but now dont dream
When times slow, when radio dont play songs
Thats it when my inspiration doesnt come
[Verse 2]
I look at the hood, I look at the people
I look at the good, and then, i look at the evil
Both sides dont make me feel nothing-new
I dont even got forces to go and be fronting-you
Whats is happening Xavi, why suddenly im stuck
Or maybe I always been stuck and always I sucked?
I should give up? And finally back-to-reality?
Ah damn, no this shouldnt be my rap-new-mentallity
Optimism, but I see a lot of things but nothin new I bring
I cant get the juice, tho I squeeze it out
But no drips I can get still, yo-im kitting-out
I gotta see world? I dont know-Im-gettin-doubts
There mustnt be a third World War to be inspired
But I dont know what to talk about, nothin surprises
Cuz days are so quiet and boring, and so chilled out
I almost fall asleep, sleepiness is what Im feelin now
[Chorus:]
When kids dont play, when days are just days
When people only keep with the same way
When peeps are quiet and feelings are gone
This is itwhen the inspiration doesn’t come
When world dont spin, and the streets are clean
When people only think but now dont dream
When times slow, when radio dont play songs
Thats it when my inspiration doesnt come
[Verse 3]
Tho all this shit, I never really thought about give-up
Before it, I rather burn myself after been rushed wit liquor
Before leave I rather bite some motherfucking style
Even in desperation Ill copy Chingy, nah its a lie
I try to keep the flame of my wick-still-burning
But sometimes when the wind blows I got my shit-deformed
No lyrics no flow no feeling no-topic
Its like, the only thing I need to be the worst is go-poppy
I feel like, suddenly my skill became a sold-object
But I gotta take it back, a label is my gold-target
And then the objective is be heared by the whole-planet
Make em kno they hearin worked sweat from my own-armpits
So please inspiration, come back, I know i got no-budget
To pay you, but without you, my shit sounds so-‘gadget’
People maybe say im wrong sayin I dont-got-it
Damn, I didnt see all this time it was on my own-pocket!
[Chorus:]
When kids dont play, when days are just days
When people only keep with the same way
When peeps are quiet and feelings are gone
This is itwhen the inspiration doesn’t come
When world dont spin, and the streets are clean
When people only think but now dont dream
When times slow, when radio dont play songs
Thats it when my inspiration doesnt come
