Music is the only thing I got
Everywhere I go I see enemies lurking in the background, behind the shadows, they want me dead in my death bed,
maybe it was somethin I said, but I wont retaliate with hate because I have seen my own fate
so I question how will I overcome adversity, when death is always around me
with the gream reapper follwing me and cursing me,
in this life I've seen so much wit my eyes, so many lost souls and lives
as I try to produce as much as I can, before I reach my demise
so I strive to survive, as time flys, as the world passes me by
this life I lead is the one I must travel alone, out on my own,
cuz when dust turns to stone, the only person I can rely on is me, and that's way things got to be,
cuz friends turn into enemies, and I cant accept the man I have become to be
because when I look at my own reflection, I cant make out my own complexion
but still I travel down this dark road, not knowing if it's the right direction
I'm fighting the man in the mirror
cuz I cant stand the person lookin back
I never had love for myself
god knows these death threats
are gonna hurt my health
in my life so many lessons are taught
so at the end of the day
I finally see music is the only thing I got.
I'm livin this life of sin and
the only thing I have left is my paper and pen.
The pain and suffering of this life I'm use to it
although sometimes I cant take it I only hope one day to make it
the crowds I wanna astonish my dreams I wanna acomplish
to make it in the industry and be successful is my only wish
sometimes I wonder will they accept me or reject me
I noe god is tryin to protect me cuz it is only he
whom noes the person inside of me
sometimes I feel as if the weight of the worlds on my back
everyone wants to invest in me I got so many people countin on me
everyone wants a piece of me, they expect me to go out and be the best and conquer all
but where will they be when I fall? will they help me stand up tall
or will they juz walk away and leave me till my dying days
as everything precious to me gets taken away
where is life takin me is wut i wonder will it let me shift numbers? or will i be a one hit wonder,
the pressures and stresses keep advancing as my life progresses
i want this dream so bad i can taste it. But at the end of the day all i have is hopes
but my past is tying me down so I pray to the lord to cut these ropes
and set me free set me free to be wut I'm destined to be, venni vetti vecci
I came I saw I conquered is wut I wanna do, so I can make a living and money too
the universe is so big and it seems like I'm only a spec of dust in it
but I just wanna find my place in it
and its sad to say in this life, I've got nothing to lose, because I have nothing left
as I count my days, till I reach the grounds depth
as I anticipate for my death
Yo they could never comprehend
Why my best friend
Was always my paper and pen
Maybe it was cuz I never had any real friends
So all I had was this rap shit in the end.
I'm fighting the man in the mirror
cuz I cant stand the person lookin back
I never had love for myself
god knows these death threats
are gonna hurt my health
in my life so many lessons are taught
so at the end of the day
I finally see music is the only thing I got.
I'm livin this life of sin and
the only thing I have left is my paper and pen.
I grew up listenin to the radio, listening to my favorite artist put it down,
I watched music videos, and saw wut the artist did in there, only hopin one day I could do the same
I watched behind the music, watchin artist talk about their past,
only hopin one day I could tell my own story,
see I grew up wishin i could be heard by everyone around the world, wishin i could make it happen
now i see i'm about to cuz i'm holdin the mic rappin, so I continue to go on and be strong,
so I can prove the haters wrong, and shove it back in their faces, and get them to shut the fuck up
see the knowledge is in my mind, even tho sometimes I never speak It, I write it but I hide it,
cuz I'm afraid of people knowing the real me, everyone always wants to judge me,
but who are they really so judging, I'm still young I don't noe wut I'm destined to be,
for all I noe I can be the person leading everyone to world peace,
I can be a voice that leaks out to the world, see I cant normally say things so I let my heart speak for me,
I let my eyes tell my story, and the truth, I let my appearance be judged,
but if I will ever be anything I'm gonna be the voice of the youth.
See how I put it down its so easy cuz that's juz how I do it,
everyone noes I spit it like it was fluid,
cuz at the end of the day all I got is music,
so I take my words, my knowledge, and wisdom and this is how I'm gonna fuckin use it.
I'm fighting the man in the mirror
cuz I cant stand the person lookin back
I never had love for myself
god knows these death threats
are gonna hurt my health
in my life so many lessons are taught
so at the end of the day
I finally see music is the only thing I got.
I'm livin this life of sin and
the only thing I have left is my paper and pen.x2