?rapper? - seth wisniewski lyrics
[verse 1, seth wisniewski]
i don’t have the look of a guy with bars
don’t have the girls, don’t have the cars
don’t get in fights but i’ve got surgical scars
ain’t in the clubs but i’m gazing stars
i eat my dinner with applesauce
closest thing i’ve got to bling is an apple watch
typing these words on my macintosh
really don’t blame ya if ya hadn’t thought i rapped a lot
of guys are bragging bout their size
well mine is ten feet long to charge my iphone in style
in my notes are many more lyrics i’ve compiled
and if i rapped each one we may be here a whilе
i see superhero movies on opеning night
the highest i’ve ever been is on a flight
ain’t exactly poor but the money’s pretty tight
could probably use a bit more natural light
i used to have to sneak out to the shed
after i made sure my mom went to bed
to record my lyrics, microphone in my hand
computer in the other, i’m a one*man*band
math class became free time for my rap pad
shoulda focused more but i never did that bad
stacked lots of slacked papers for my trackpad
though i handed in, rhymes were always in my backpack
now i’m mad glad * through these years
i’ve learned a lotta lessons i look back at
livin’ in my own pad, three roommates
3rd year of college, how about that?
something that you wouldn’t have expected
if i got a problem, rap is how i project it
and if you don’t like anything from this selection
you can keep on walking until you hit the exit
so yeah, i’m a rapper, don’t know when it happened
never really thought i’d be a guy who’d be rappin’
[interlude]
“yo mat
i’m sure you have something to say on the topic”
[verse 2, mat4yo]
h*llo?
yea yea yea
i think we’re breaking up
so let me answer your question
by dropping bars faster than i’m dropping our connection
we’re next gen rappers
taking residence in your head
trying to survive the natural selection
always broke the mold
ever since i scribbled x and os
in my grammar notes when i was ten years old
rap is how i found my healthy home
now my heart is cheery, yo, as if
my cholesterol was getting low
my imagination had me flying places
on a magic carpet ride with rock band mic
and in time, i wound up chasing all technology’s latest
from windows movie maker, living the garage band life
i had the audacity to audition my logic across the globe
and it’s not that easy, bro, but i want you to know
that the final cut is your own, so grab hold
of the microphone and if anyone asks for an answer you tell ‘em
you won’t take “no”
when you get thrown in an ocean of vocab you choose whether
you drown or you float
n0body told me that i’d be a rapper
but i found the tools and paved my own road
don’t put it on hold
if opportunity’s ringing your phone, don’t be scared, say h*llo
[outro, seth wisniewski]
he made it on his own! despite the stereotypes
he’s reached for his goals!
going out there and competin’ for gold
despite what you’re told
make what you can, ‘cause you’re gonna get old!
if your prize sits above you, you gotta a latter
hidden far away, well you better find a mapper
in the end so many things will never matter
only you can choose if you wanna be a rapper
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