(Verse - Shelton Harris):
They tell you you ain't guaranteed to see tomorrow
They tell you that it's darkest just before the dawn
Some people lack a simple sense of right and wrong
They can never see it, an iPhone with the brightness off
Writing for a living, fighting for a million
I might die before I get it but I'd die before I give in
I just want the world to know this city that I live in
Listen to my music feel like they just took a visit
Sorry to my haters sound they a bunch of critics
Tryna judge a situation that they've never even been in
Go cry me a river, maybe I'll go swimming
Write a song about it and you'd probably say I went in
Shit, a lot of rappers say this ain't for no beginners
I've been at it for a year and still don't see no competition
Prolly be embarrassed if they saw my twitter mentions
Used to open shows now on flyers my name look the biggest yeah
And we don't need the game I think it needs us
So I'ma be here for a while kick my feet up
And chill while I'm laughing and smiling all for the cameras
And won't be mad if I failed rather happy I had the chance to
Make a name for myself and my crew
I want it all but I could settle for a tropical view
On top of the world, dust opposition off of my shoes
I'm plottin my reign, ain't got no time to bother with you
Out
(Verse 1):
I get respect from the black folk, but dress like a white one
Quiet while I'm writing, driven before a license
Equipped with "Mike-Tyson's," ironic how y'all bitin'
Stagnated, while waiting for applications
The real world is vacant, went and took a vacation
Haters staying complacent, but what if I start to make it? (Huh?)
Then you get no love, like abortion
Put it up for adoption, my old shit's in auctions
Osgood-Schlatter, they aching to see me grow on
No room niggas sleepin' on me like a futon
Before you start to 'dress me, better hope you got the croutons
Constructed from the ground, ambition put the roof on
Topped off, in a lot, where I'm swerving to knock your sox off
Got my goals, and I'm spicin' it; Mr. Hot Sauce
Others? just a knock-off, Pass me? You're getting blocked off
I'm just leaving a message, so forward me to the top spot
(Chorus):
Oh nah nah nah, if you wanna hear the voice say nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah, if you wanna hear the voice say nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah, if you wanna hear the voice say nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah, if you wanna hear the voice say nah nah nah
(Verse 2):
Taking waves off the top, like a du-rag
Who's that? Man, he's the greatest, but y'all knew that
Rollin' with some Cool Cats
Well, they Mad, but excuse that, screw that
Now, it seems I'm moving bodies like the city morgue
If you listen closely, pay attention, show you what's in-store
When you want it, haters won't give space, I took room
Drop that LUXLIFE, now they silent like a book room
A book worm; straight, like a good perm
Speaking, defeating, til' we on good terms
I'm forever progressing, this genre, never neglecting
This love, I wear on my necklace, just to confirm
Pupil to the game, something like an eyeball
Reminisce in the depths of the nightfall
Many people standing on their two feet, I fight to crawl
Give me a pencil and a crowd, cause I like to draw
(Repetition of Chorus) //
(Change up of sounds; Progress)
(Hook):
Where to go from here?
Can someone tell me to go from here?
Can someone tell me where to run fear?
Cause it's all so clear that it's all so near
(Verse 1):
Why's my future in the rearview mirror?
Look here, right here, can you make it disappear?
If it all goes away, will I lose my peers?
Will the things I take make me incoherent?
Will I down out with two whole spirits?
Please ever-clear what I did this year
Cause a lot of more people now saying I'm weird
Look here, right here, bout to shift gears, reason why they all steer
Reason why we all here now
No walking the plank til I run this town
Cause if it ain't done then I just might drown
Killing this beat with a distinct sound
It's just instinct now
Fit just-in to an n-sync crowd
Fit right in to a king-fit crown
Fit right in to a clean bitch walkin in a queen-fit gown like ugh
(Hook):
Where to go from here?
Can someone tell me where to go from here?
Can someone tell me where to run from fear
Cause it's all so clear that's it's all so near
(Verse 2):
Look here, right here can you make it disappear?
Better yet, will I face my fears?
Will I drowned out with a million tears
Accumulated by the people after all these years?
With the yearly yearning, for the yearly-earnings
Got damn, you learning; the kids is serving
Hor d'oeuvres and all, and some alcohol
I guess I'm under it all, the last chance to ball
Guess I'm coming to score, the key fits the door
Ready, Set, Explore; watch me explode
Got my lungs singing from Keyshia Cole, (Ooh Hoo)
Go kief the bowl, and heat the coals
Gotta feat the goals
Gotta feat the ghosts
Gotta feed the coast x2
(Coda):
Now can you see
In the midst of the lights out
And can you breathe
When the whole world times out
And If you're low
Gotta find a way to climb out
I'll get you high
Maybe then you will find out
(Repetition of Chorus begins within background)
Now can you see
In the midst of the lights out
And can you breathe
When the whole world times out
And If you're low
Gotta find a way to climb out
I'll get you high
Maybe then you will find out
