Track #03 (Feel My Pain)
Lyrics Copyrighted ©2009 Jason D Finch
I make real hip hop, with actual lyrics and something to say. i mix a little bit of aggressiveness with a little bit of a soft melodic sound. Most of my songs t
IM NOT A BAND, IM ONE ARTIST... KONSEPT
Lyrics
VERSE 1:
I'm here to show you all that I can confess/
That there's times I can be a cocky son of bitch/
that's only cuz I'm insecure with my shit/
But because of it, its lead me to losing some of my closest of friends/
And I don't have to say names, they know who they are/
Some people question, how is it we've made it this far?/
And I don't understand, we were reaching for stars/
But after school, there was no wants, man we needed to part/
And ever since then, I've felt so alone/
Becoming more mature, but still feeling alone/
If this is how it feels, when a person is grown/
Shit, why did I grow up? I'm still living at home/
And now I need to go to college, to gain the knowledge/
To relieve, and help lift me up out of this nonsense/
I know to make it in music, not a doubt is a long stretch/
As a person, I'm way too far to be labeled as God's best/
I've been tryin' I've been prayin'/
Some say as a Christian, all I've been doin is fakin/
I'm not, I'm just surrounded with more of temptation/
It's hard to overcome, when overwhelmed with a hateness/
That creeps up behind you, when you least expect it/
But makes you feel so damn good , when you get rejected/
But I'm glad that I'm still blessed/
By the only man in history, whose words I can't forget/
These songs have every, reason to jog you're memory/
And I would never quit, till my name is what you're remembering/
I need everyone who hears my songs to level with me/
And I would try to claim to be a better MC/
Outside of my city, outgoing and witty/
Maybe that's all a lie, I'm just waitin for it to hit me/
As a matter of fact, it's hit me so damn hard/
That I'd rather bluff, than take the risk and show my cards I'm/
Ready to hit you all, I'm steady enough to bet it all/
I'm better than any competitor ready to intercept inner detention walls/
And you can try to judge me on everything I'm taught/
But see everything you've got, is only the things in life I want/
So I'll fight to the death, to get the respect/
That I deserve, no need to search, I'm in the path ahead/
Can you grant me a sec.? so I can take a breath/
I'm not afraid of the stage, I'm scared of what comes next/
See I'm sick of working a job, where it seems I'm being robbed/
Of the time, I can be at my desk making a song/
And you can, say that I'm wrong/
But every time I take this pen to a pad, I end up spilling my heart/
Just!!
So all of you can relate to me, cuz it seems like the hate in me/
Is delivered aimlessly, so pray with me/
That we never have to see the day/
Or never ever have to witness our kids as slaves/
