a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

nobody - x blake freeman x lyrics

[verse 1:]
i’m a scene rapper with southern traditions
i don’t belong in a league i’m my own division
i know the game well cause i’ve beat every mission
rap callin’ me the new cat now, ok now listen
unheard of’s – blowin’ up – from television auditions
i nearly k!lled myself before i ever made a livin’
where’s the grind – that time – spent in the kitchen
the dozens of shows you never made a commission
where’s the years of dreams, hope, and ambition
there’s a million like you we don’t need a new addition
from cliche rappers dependin’ on lyrical repetition
see i’m the one who see’s what rap’s been missin’
see i’m the one who see’s no one else with my vision
you think my sailor hat is limited edition
you laugh at me, i smile, you fell for brand recognition
now tell me who the h-ll like me and in this same position

[hook:]
n-body in this same position and ever will be
n-body – n-body – n-body
n-body can ever take this away from me
n-body – n-body – n-body
n-body in this same position and ever will be
n-body – n-body – n-body
n-body can ever take this away from me
n-body – n-body – n-body

[verse 2:]
in this position years ago i would’ve been impressed
this happening to me i never would have guessed
people who don’t know me, copyin’ how i dress
tellin’ me i’m the future, tellin’ me i’m the best
that’s not true, i just tell em’ that i’m blessed
certain shows i couldn’t be at now i’m a welcomed guest
haters see me out in public and take pictures for their text
send it to their friends like ”you won’t believe who i just met”
best believe i was scene bein’ scene in that brown leather
jacket that i wear no matter what the weather
started rap just writin’ love letters – makin’ momma feel better
knowin’ nothin’ – studyin’ daddy’s prison letters
them pages created my life story now we live together
happily as a family, and god d-mn i say it prouudly
waiting till i bring home lt yeah undoubtedly
steady busy keepin’ haters talkin’ about me

[acapella]
[verse 3]
is it still recording?
it’s nothing new – i’m accustomed to the view
listenin’ to my parents tryna plot their next move
maybe move to florida maybe quit their new job
maybe sell it all – move back in with grandma
the bills pile up they can’t see the table
family wishes they could help but their not even able
i’m not martin luther king but i still have a dream
where families don’t struggle over petty little things
like get the car fixed or have food this week
i know maybe cause i’m white or wear skinny jeans
or look so good my life has been just clean – but it’s not
i never wanted my fans to know any of my struggles
so i’m making songs about girls till i get over the hurdle
i never wanted to blow up by being a charity case
that’s not the reason i want you to remember my face
appreciate my talent or at least my hard work
i don’t have to be your favorite rapper
i’m proud bein’ your worst
yeah as long as you know me that’s a win in my book
so just step closer take another look
yeah, i’m not n-body

- x blake freeman x lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular