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Success = Bullshit

Wednesday October 15, 2008 at 02:12 AM

so much stress and emotion

buildin up inside

theres no escape or runnin to hide

tensions buildin up

to explode world wide

so much pressure to excell, while we struggle to do well

the power to take and the power to sell

wrapped up in the lost and all those who fell

so why do i stand here n yell?

thinkin if i take a pause i may be helpin out my own cause

but really it aint, much like drownin in water thats thicker than paint

on the canvas of my life, with success comes bullshit

including all the strife

while another man dies from a bullet or a knife

we know that life is short, so why cant we understand

that since birth, our lives was already planned

go to school and graduate, stand in line n wait

feelin so caught up in this united state

carry life on my shoulders, the weight

equal to boulders in size n strength

time, the only escape i got is through my rhymes

subliminal messages, call it a crime,

lock me up in the cell for my session of time

 

Undeveloped messages, broadcasted by the media

shits as credible as fuckin wikipedia

only we hear what they want to say

Explicit content

no mother fuckin way

so here i am about to spit a lil knowledge

lifes never easy

College?

where you make your dreams,

bullshit, only for better marketing schemes,

another attempt tryin to get the degree

but in this game o life

their aint no referree

 

For miles all around

you can here my sound

passin by me on the street

yo gimme a pound

feel it in my feet, underneath the solid ground

life for me is neva lost

but always is found

whenever life pulls down

got homies ta lift me up

if i knew it was like that i neva woulda hit u up

woulda left it alone n let it be free

im settin tone with my company

cause i never roll just me

check the mercury

yo its rollin down the block

aint no stressin here

time aint nothin but a clock

bouncin right n left after every tick tock

as the mic drops

look around not a sound

ya know thats when i decided ta get down

i only do it for one thing

not the fame, the money or the diamond ring

i do it for the enlightment it bring

erasin all the drama, and the night i got drunk

and had sex with ya mama

id come atchu like a comma,

but i wont, cause i dont really wanna.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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