Lyrics
[Track Intro]
Trace
The Ace High
In a year spent on working on this album, I've been threw highs
and lows, I recorded songs in a room that constantly flooded,
even recording while water was around my shoes... So
throughout the album it may seem contractictory 'cause I've
seen the tops, and right now I'm at the bottom...
Welcome to my World
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[Verse 1]
ya'll wanna see me fall but I falter, not,
call the cops, I won't be strapped like a halter-top,
it's... no guns/all glory, true life/my story,
is in these rhymes I don't mind that I'm minor'ty,
I'm money hungry, it's humbling, I stay a faithful dude,
so I'm-a get my cake up, tryin' not to be angel food
paid my dues, still they wanna shake my boots,
hopin' cash will drop fast, maybe from the ankles too,
so even if I lose it I'm-a Make That Back
I Will Stake That Black heart that Hates My Ass
they think I'm closin' shut...
the four leaf clovers plucked...
I drink til I'm throwin' up...
god I hate when I sober up...
My life's a circus when it worsens and it spins,
hurtin' from the sins, lungs searchin' for some wind,
mouth percaset is in, I'm a nervous wreck again,
The Last Withdrawal another classic purchased for your deck again
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[Chorus] x2
Welcome to my world, welcome, welcome to my world,
welcome to my f*** in' world (world)
and it's a mosh pit, ya'll can try to knock this,
bite your lip or talk sh** , haters you can drop quick!
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[Verse 2]
They say I?m good, I say I?m better ya?ll,
And I?ll go Hollywood as soon as them letters fall,
Never, at all, Get out my way, you can't stop this
I'll even 'shoe' the President like that guy in Iraq did,
I give music and you could give two sh** s,
I?ll put a tampon in your mouth with them loose lips,
a nouisence with a new sense of humor to use,
and laugh off all the critics and consumers reviews,
shrewed so I don't give a f*** WHAT YA'LL LIKE,
I won't ADJUST MY SIGHT, don't TOUCH MY MIC,
right... you know me and notice every new 'do,
you don't know sh** , you not a Guru,
no clue you, got, stop with all tha insinuations,
Bush f*** ed up, Obama's gotta save the nation,
Shakin', I just had a job a week ago,
then a week or so goes by now I'm broke on the street, alone,
{froze}
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[Chorus] x2
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[Verse 3]
I'm on a deeper slope, it's cold, got on my cheapest coat,
bangin' 2Pac until the speakers blow,
my life is hanging by a thread of this piece of rope,
glad I got this women of my dreams even though,
the last one's door cease to close, and it weakens soul,
'cause I hate that I'm being shown, hatred got me sleepless, so,
move on is my mindset, ignoring what the sign says,
I hope she'd just smile less, it'd let me get my mind's rest,
timeless hours spent thinkin' of that white picket fence,
a mansion no rent, livin' with a wife and kid's present,
and that's just tempt, dreams this my last attempt,
even if you throw more money on it, I'm tax exempt,
like I'm without social security or a green card,
they say sky's the limit but it's got me seeing stars,
or birds, I'm one flew over the Cuckoo's nest,
now the numbers aint adding up, it's like a Soduku guess
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[Chorus] x2
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[Track Outro]
welcome to my world
it's F*** ed up
ya know, I'm still unemployed
trying to land back on my feet but
sky's the limit they say
so I'm shooting at the sky today
Classic......all I can say