hErE yOu cAn cOpY SoMe lYrIcS oF ThE fUcKiNg bEsT SoNgS....

 

Lq - Nobodys listening.

 

PEEP THE STYLE AND THE KIDS CHECKING FOR IT

THE NUMBERONE QUESTION IS

HOW COULD YOU IGNORE IT

WE DROP RIGHT BACK IN THE CUT

OVER BASEMENT TRACKS

WITH RAPS THAT GOT YOU BACKIN THIS UP LIKE

[REWIND THAT]

WE`RE JUST GROWING WITH THE RYTHM

RISE FROM THE ASHES OF STYLISTIC DEVISION

WITH THESE NON-STOP LYRICS OF LIFE LIVING

NOT TO BE FORGOTTEN

BUT STILL UNVORGIVEN

BUT IN THE MEANTIME THERE ARE THOSE WHO WANNA

TALK THIS AND THAT/SO I SUPPOSE

THAT IT GETS TO A POINT FEELINGS GOTTA GET HURT

AND GET DIRTY WITH THE PEOPLE SPREADING THE DIRT

[IT GOES]

 

TRY TO GIVE YOU WARNING

BUT EVERYONE IGNORES ME

[TOLD YOU EVERYTHING LOUD AND CLEAR]

BUT NOBODY`S LISTENING

CALL TO YOU SO CLEARLY

BUT YOU DON`T WANT TO HEAR ME

[TOLD YOU EVERYTHING LOUD AND CLEAR]

BUT NOBODY`S LISTENING

 

I GOT A

HEARTFUL OF PAIN/HANDFUL OF STRESS

HANDFUL OF ANGER/HELD IN MY CHEST

AND EVERYTHING LEFT IS A WASTE OF TIME

I HATE MY RHYMES

[BUT HATE EVERYONE ELSES MORE]

I`M RIDING ON THE BACK OF THIS PRESSURE

GUESSING THAT IT`S BETTER

I CAN`T KEEP MYSELF TOGETHER

BECAUSE ALL OF THIS STRESS

GAVE ME SOMETHING TO WRITE ON

THE PAIN GAVE ME SOMETHING

I COULD SET MY SIGHTS ON

YOU NEVER FORGET THE BLOOD SWETAND TEARS

THE UPHILL STRUGGLE OVER YEARS

TO FEAR AND THRASH TALKING

AND THE PEOPLE IT WAS TO

AND THE PEOPLE THAT STARTED IT

JUST LIKE YOU

 

I GOT A

HEARTFUL OF PAIN/HEAD FULL OF STRESS

HANDFUL OF ANGER/HELD IN MY CHEST

UPHILL STRUGGLE/BLOOD SWET AND TEARS

NOTHING TO GAIN/EVERYTHING TO FEAR

 

[COMING AT YOU]