Composer: rhymebo0k
Lyric: rhymebo0k
Yeah, I was 10 when I picked up the pen and started writin'
No friends who were doin' the same, forget rhymin'
The trend wasn't what caught my hands, I was tryin'
To talk about my feelins, my fears, I was cryin'
I never said I was on it for the culture, for the thunder
I did it for myself before the vultures
Never planned to make it half of my bread and my butter
And so I laid it all out, I pulled myself together
I'm so invested in my music, can't imagine if I'd lose it
It's been keepin' me alive, can't nobody come and screw it
Uh, you may try, and I will see you through it
We could walk down the street, let me see you school it
Cos I don't dress the part nor do I press the start
The flow is from my heart, the go is from my God
And I ain't talkin' religion, cos my belief is broad
I ain't gon' trade this position and I'm ma live this large
(Chorus)
I never wanna trade my place
And all my struggles, you won't even have a heart for it
Forget about fightin' for me
See you'll never understand my pace
And all the baggage that I have dropped along the way
Forget about the shadow play
I kinda sorta grew up in a broken home
Shattered, and I was drownin' in the ocean foam
Every scene I kept in my mind, in a Kodachrome
Yeah, they scarred me for life, lost in the monochrome
Now I've been walkin' up and down the stormy street of horror
I never would've made it through without my faith over my collar
Over a dollar and as a pillar everyday gotta be stronger
Years after years, gotta be bolder, stand up for all, be the shot caller
Yeah, I fell, once too many times, tried to get up
I've flipped too many coins over few decades, many setups
I had a lot of big plans in my life, got me some backups
You know it too, that I've gone through many days I wouldn't wake up
Yeah, I know your stories and mine ain't the same
Best believe that I ain't here to shake-shake your frame
I've been ghosted, I've been roasted over some status game
Take that throne, believe it's yours, be that grand self-proclaimed
rhymebo0k - my stage name got me to stay up
I got them shook, got them spun a web on the propeller
Now in my long journey, I'm that cold hardheaded alpha
You may leave me ghosted, but I am here, strongest contender
Wasn't always known, I was grindin' on my own
Rappin' over the microphone, gassin' over the megaphone
Never broke the stage but the crowd had overblown me
Outta proportion now they call me homie
Three albums down, some collabos in the mix
I never went to music school, but I have used the given bricks
Had a dream career, it's a complete opposite
Thought my frame was a fake, thought it was a business trick
My neatest beat syncs with my deepest feat
Thrifty by bittersweet, never go obsolete
Soldiers be glockin' hits, ruckus be gettin' gigs
And here I am scorin' fits, let it go, stop that beat - uh!
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