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  • 專輯:Fever's End Pt. 1
  • 發行:2011-10-21
  • 演唱:TABLO
字型

Intro:
Yeah, crazy ups and downs you know what i'm sayin'? crazy how the world
Runs, word up. check it out. bring it on.
Hook:
Lord i try to keep positive, but this life is full of strife
And i'm tired of trying to conquer it
Lord always thinking negative what will go wrong will go wrong
Until the beast in me vanishes
Verse 1:
First of all i was born under a bad sign, confinded to torcher
Never saw what life had to offer
Time slips away like pop singles on the radio
Chino never had the doe, i was determined though
Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle
My aspirations from every angle
From a street corner to a demo deal from warner
Hardcore performer, crowd warmer, thought it was on but it wasn't
I never got no budget, stuck like a glue trap
It goes to prove that
Being the greatest lyricist can't paint the full picture
It's a full mixture, i can't get no, no satisfaction
Like being blind watching a movie with no closed caption
I need some time to ease my mind, i'm bested
Fuck mr. wendal my development is arrested
All i wanted to do was rock with my fast ass
And blast past the mass, collect quick cash
Did what i did best create, but began to hate
All these flake music people makin' artists wait
But i'm a be up there one day
And soon to slam wax innovate rhymes that my fans consume
I view this world through my notepad
Thus expanding my vocab to win, till then, it's all bad
Hook (x2)
Verse 2:
When i was merely a sophmore, went to atlanta on a false tour
This ain't what i prayed so hard for
Dreams broken into individual particles like porcelain
Figurings attached to me like barnacles
Now i'm suppose to be happy like bobby mcferrin
Keep faith, the only thing holy is the drawers i'm wearin'
89' i aimed to graduate, no exaggerate
Evaporating positive energy from inside of me
To the point where my love for god no more provides for me
Of course lost pride, obviously the force rides
To paradise nobody invites but puts the bill of rights
1430 sat proving ya, i'm a spick that'll die respective like rahoul julia
So cease with, all that street shit
Expect mc from chi kid, you gets the wicked priest shit
Until i see fit, to open my life strife like the pearly gates of heaven
For ? entertainment this is my expression
Prepare wealth and i'll share self, maybe i can help
But i'm lost but i be large anywhere else
The ill eagle, twisted, war novelist
The problem swallowed us, it takes an activated mind to follow this
And true to realm to be ourselves, not to follow a fad or give in to trends
Till then, it's all bad
Hook (x2)
Verse 3:
Unanswereed prayers plays the background, i pull my baseball caps down
I hide the tracks of my tears from rapping peers
I finally got on and soon he wasn't a moment to
I lose my mind, i lose my friends, my daughter and a coma too
I'm going through a strange tug of war inside my mental wall
Record just went platinum, i'm slapping 'em, i'll show you all
Cover of rolling stones, vibe even tv guide
Was filming my first movie in l.a. when i heard my baby died
Shook it off without a thought that she was beautiful
Soul train awards i go to not my daughters funeral
I stay drunk and high like i'm imperial
Surrounded by more white groupies than a rakim video
Now life's a tour to me, except the way i was rejected formally
Disrespected neighborhoods i know supported me
It's eating me, suicide attemps repeatedly
What i worked so hard for, ultimately is defeating me
I'm paranoid my own mom can't avoid being a tabloid
So she wasn't shocked when my baby flopped
Caught in the industry, spending money feverishly
Now i'mve been robbed, i can't believe my laywers did this to me
Next album was filled up with tragedy and despair
Fans with smiling faces with no real purpose for being here
I call the dear lord when in billboard
I plummet from 3 to 10 i guess failure is my new trend
Thought i was all that, now i just fall flat, splat
Vails of crack, my old friends won't let me call back
So where in mind can i find myself a misty storm invisible to god
I'm falling off like tj swan
Hook (x2)


      • 專輯:Fever's End Pt. 1
      • 發行:2011-10-21
      • 演唱:TABLO
      字型

      Intro:
      Yeah, crazy ups and downs you know what i'm sayin'? crazy how the world
      Runs, word up. check it out. bring it on.
      Hook:
      Lord i try to keep positive, but this life is full of strife
      And i'm tired of trying to conquer it
      Lord always thinking negative what will go wrong will go wrong
      Until the beast in me vanishes
      Verse 1:
      First of all i was born under a bad sign, confinded to torcher
      Never saw what life had to offer
      Time slips away like pop singles on the radio
      Chino never had the doe, i was determined though
      Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle
      My aspirations from every angle
      From a street corner to a demo deal from warner
      Hardcore performer, crowd warmer, thought it was on but it wasn't
      I never got no budget, stuck like a glue trap
      It goes to prove that
      Being the greatest lyricist can't paint the full picture
      It's a full mixture, i can't get no, no satisfaction
      Like being blind watching a movie with no closed caption
      I need some time to ease my mind, i'm bested
      Fuck mr. wendal my development is arrested
      All i wanted to do was rock with my fast ass
      And blast past the mass, collect quick cash
      Did what i did best create, but began to hate
      All these flake music people makin' artists wait
      But i'm a be up there one day
      And soon to slam wax innovate rhymes that my fans consume
      I view this world through my notepad
      Thus expanding my vocab to win, till then, it's all bad
      Hook (x2)
      Verse 2:
      When i was merely a sophmore, went to atlanta on a false tour
      This ain't what i prayed so hard for
      Dreams broken into individual particles like porcelain
      Figurings attached to me like barnacles
      Now i'm suppose to be happy like bobby mcferrin
      Keep faith, the only thing holy is the drawers i'm wearin'
      89' i aimed to graduate, no exaggerate
      Evaporating positive energy from inside of me
      To the point where my love for god no more provides for me
      Of course lost pride, obviously the force rides
      To paradise nobody invites but puts the bill of rights
      1430 sat proving ya, i'm a spick that'll die respective like rahoul julia
      So cease with, all that street shit
      Expect mc from chi kid, you gets the wicked priest shit
      Until i see fit, to open my life strife like the pearly gates of heaven
      For ? entertainment this is my expression
      Prepare wealth and i'll share self, maybe i can help
      But i'm lost but i be large anywhere else
      The ill eagle, twisted, war novelist
      The problem swallowed us, it takes an activated mind to follow this
      And true to realm to be ourselves, not to follow a fad or give in to trends
      Till then, it's all bad
      Hook (x2)
      Verse 3:
      Unanswereed prayers plays the background, i pull my baseball caps down
      I hide the tracks of my tears from rapping peers
      I finally got on and soon he wasn't a moment to
      I lose my mind, i lose my friends, my daughter and a coma too
      I'm going through a strange tug of war inside my mental wall
      Record just went platinum, i'm slapping 'em, i'll show you all
      Cover of rolling stones, vibe even tv guide
      Was filming my first movie in l.a. when i heard my baby died
      Shook it off without a thought that she was beautiful
      Soul train awards i go to not my daughters funeral
      I stay drunk and high like i'm imperial
      Surrounded by more white groupies than a rakim video
      Now life's a tour to me, except the way i was rejected formally
      Disrespected neighborhoods i know supported me
      It's eating me, suicide attemps repeatedly
      What i worked so hard for, ultimately is defeating me
      I'm paranoid my own mom can't avoid being a tabloid
      So she wasn't shocked when my baby flopped
      Caught in the industry, spending money feverishly
      Now i'mve been robbed, i can't believe my laywers did this to me
      Next album was filled up with tragedy and despair
      Fans with smiling faces with no real purpose for being here
      I call the dear lord when in billboard
      I plummet from 3 to 10 i guess failure is my new trend
      Thought i was all that, now i just fall flat, splat
      Vails of crack, my old friends won't let me call back
      So where in mind can i find myself a misty storm invisible to god
      I'm falling off like tj swan
      Hook (x2)

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