Let me break it down for every single doubter You're afraid of what I'm doing, you're a coward All your favourite rappers doing Downers and you make 'em feel empowered Till they're fertilizing soil, pushing flowers, yeah What do Lil Wayne, Rick Ross and 2 Chainz all have in common? They make a living off gangster rap, but they all went to college It's all just marketing strategy so you empty your wallet Endorsing Vodka to make a buck and make you alcoholics They make you stupid with Xanax, they make you broke with designers They use the music to confuse the youth and influence minors Isn't it funny how these rappers went from fighting the power To buy a gun and sell some drugs in just a matter of hours? They'll turn the students to felons that just get fed to the system 'Cause there are people making fortunes off of privatized prisons They objectify women till they are all that you crave So you don't realize there's more to life than just getting laid
You think you're happy, but you're really just so caught in the game That you don't realize you're wasting all your money to play They give you rappers with rainbow hair who wear clothes like your girlfriend To emasculate the men that emulate all the urban trends Got you wearing pretty dresses and heels And popping pills like you really know how depression can feel Y'all some posers, dying for acceptance and exposure Tryna be the rappers on the posters
All I hear is, "New chain, big house, fast cars," so boring And all of that is lies, man, it's so corny Death threats coming every other day for me But I don't believe a word, that shit is ghost stories Hi, my name is Tom MacDonald, welcome to the show If you are easily offended, then you probably should go My resolution to losers who my new music has triggered And just a million views on YouTube is two big middle fingers I don't apologize or compromise, I quantify the figures 'Cause I'm optimized for making a killing and getting bigger Had the fire all along, I needed fuel and a flicker To light the fuse to the mixture of the rumours and liquor They got nothing else to do but try to cut me with scissors But what's a blade to a building made out of iron and pillars? Go 'head and cry me a river 'cause I've been dying to go swimming And I'm designed to find it funny when they whine 'cause I'm winning
I just tell the truth, it's up to you to love or dismiss it I'm just pointing out what I feel that the game has been missing And every time I open my mouth up, you get offended You say that talk is cheap, but then you act like it's expensive You can't afford to speak your mind, afraid you'll get rejected By some strangers on the internet whose lives are all pathetic I was surrounded by people who just pretend to be down And then I blew up off of record, no one's friends with me now
I've realized that my potentials so intensely profound That there was bound to be some haters getting caught in the crowd I won't apologize for anything I said or I'll say If you're allergic to opinions, you should just walk away Don't give a shit about your arguments and fuck your complaints I'd love to have you in my audience, just know it isn't safe White people are the biggest fucking assholes on the planet But even still I swear I'm sick to death of hearing it You're not a model, you're a waitress, and the man taking your picture Is a pervert with a camera and no photography experience You cry about gorillas getting shot inside a zoo And then take photos on your phone when someone's dying next to you Y'all only care about each other if it means you'll get some views And you can say that I'm a dick, but what I say is just the truth There's a disconnect between the things you feel and what's said 'Cause you're afraid of what they'll think, so you don't say what you meant
If being true to myself means that I'll lose their respect Then I'll stand my ground like both my feet are stuck in cement I was raised to keep my feelings, thoughts, and words all consistent If you're censoring your heart, then what's the reason for living? I don't need their approval to validate my position And I don't need to be accepted, never asked for permission They attacked me from behind and tried to silence the vision Tried to kill me with fire, and from the ashes, I've risen My motivation won't expire, I don't get tired, I get driven If they don't like it, then they're not required to comment and listen They just hide behind their keyboards, tryna find the ambition To go make something of their life while they die for attentionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
