brand new joint from Ten Fold..listen closely..2 Deep Productions on the beat..
The sickest rapper wit'out career plans..
I'm considered a legend in the ears of a hundred fans. The extent of my tenure reflects my skills as an artist - no more, and no less. I represent Saint Petersburg, Florida..I go by the name Frank P. - 10Fold is the exponent..and i guarantee i got some of the sickest raps you ever heard..
Story behind the song
for those of us who work hard..but cant get ahead because of the choices we made when we were young..
Lyrics
Verse 1:
These days imma old man..burnin’..
Weed..to keep me..from the tossin’ & turnin’..
The world outside, gotta knack to lose faith..
& locate ya fate..on a wild goose chase..!!..
For the man with an educated trade?..
The same world appears in a levitated way..
Professional resumes..detailed, legit..
Get’cha foot in the door like a tight sales pitch..
..I let my half of mind speak..& be about..
My ethic to work hard..grind..& complete the route..
..Cuz I aint gotta degree..
The ladder I gotta climb..is like a mountain to me..
Ice caps on the peak..snow storms at the summit..
Just to make it to the top, I have to factor in a plummit..
..Like its part of my plan..
To rise, I gotta fall..and rise again to advance..
Chorus:
Pro-Motion De-Nied..
What the fuck is it for?..i’m just tryna get by..
Pro-motion de-nied..
I cant take it no-more..how I’m sposed to survive..
Criminals, liars, cheats, bums..
Thugs, punks, geeks, drunks..
Make sure..you got somethin to impress them with..
& if you kiss a little ass, then you might get in..
Verse 2:
Fat chance!..though, never less than my best effort..
Career Plans?..tell it to my arrest record..
Background checks, kech a felony mark..
That life changin moments..one hell of a scar..
And I’ve persevered through, drug addiction..
& stuck in thick shit..to a snug fit in my position..
But no matter how qualified I be at the interview..
Tryna better my life, but all they see is a criminal?..
Dust off..and find my way back to square one..
Thinkin I guess..I gotta wait for next year to come..
And I aint seen the game..for a long time workin’..
No place in the corporate world for a wordsmith..
Whats the purpose?..better off below..
..The crowd seems a bit thick on the surface..
Just another fuck it though!..what a cop out!..
On the bright side..i still got the Hip Hop route..
Chorus:
Pro-Motion De-Nied..
What the fuck is it for?..i’m just tryna get by..
Pro-motion de-nied..
I cant take it no-more..how I’m sposed to survive..
Criminals, liars, cheats, bums..
Thugs, punks, geeks, drunks..
Make sure..you got somethin to impress them with..
& if you kiss a little ass, then you might get in..
Verse 3:
As if ten years ago doesn’t say enough..
I’m blamed for bullshit..that I long since gave up..
..Tell me you never lived life in a blast..
And had some shit come back..to bite’chu in the ass..
Tell me ya skeletons don’t rot in the closet..
Then break out, right when you finally forgot’em..
Fuck it all up..and..have you back on the butcher block..
Tryna seal the deal, but the fuckin door wouldn’t lock..!!..
How about that?..the confidence of self..
Took alotta work..and never mention the help..
But its all about’chu..isnt it?..when you parlay..
Deligatin off duties..like its been long day..
Back to ya Big TV..& jacuzzi..
Angered employees..with a grip on the uzi..
What a jip..fuckin bitch..then I spray off..
Sign my check in blood, then cash in the pay off..
Chorus:
Pro-Motion De-Nied..
What the fuck is it for?..i’m just tryna get by..
Pro-motion de-nied..
I cant take it no-more..how I’m sposed to survive..
Criminals, liars, cheats, bums..
Thugs, punks, geeks, drunks..
Make sure..you got somethin to impress them with..
& if you kiss a little ass, then you might get in..
Promotion Denied..
