Lyrics:
But you know what?
They don't want music (x2)
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom (x2))
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
And you don't want
To wake up and always trying
To get back into that
Same dream that was what it was inspired by"
about
What?
Pop music
Talk about, talk about
Hey
Pop music
Talk about, talk about
Ho
Pop music
I want it (pop, pop, pop music)
Talk about
What
got some real shit
Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,
yeah
Combination What's the combination? What's the combination to your pussy I want it now? I just need to know it right now
Baby girl, I wanna open up
But you know what?
They don't want music (x2)
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom (x2))
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
Alright, look
It must've started at a young age
Having visions of living this lifestyle, one day
Making wishes that the music business, not all cliche
Omelly outside and he let out with the Mac
Me I'm in the crowd
Just chillin fallin back
Peepin out the scene, I see a hater I react
Like you don't want no
finally set free
By the realization, all I gotta do is be me, be me
Uh, anime-lovin', video game-playin'
Put that shit in my raps, people like, "What
are creations of the fucking situation
That's having our brains racing like Dayton
Wearing some fucking Heelies
I know you fucking feel me, I want
Everyday should be a fun day
That's what I say
All I want is a dream life life
With the ones I love
Playing all day long
Laying back by the water side
With
say, "Isn't he something?"
Rock from New York City all the way down South
Saying rhymes and making music, with my mouth
I'm a tell you party people
Smashing gas til’ the day I die
I think of fame
Yea, its coming
I’m making moves
To what’s above me
0 to 100 in five
Smashing gas til’ the day I die
Cause
Before politics, arguing real vs radio hits
It's all Hip Hop, you can't divide what ain't different
Don't like all underground music, I don't hate all
can't forget Tim Westwood, all the music video channels
(Gomez Warez), Tiffany Green, (MTV), Elroy Smith, (BET), Bam (and VH1)
Can't forget my big
in these generational moments
They fleeting but I capture them in my music And videos
And I only ever
Wanted to know
I only ever wanted to
Show
You
I
finna glow, Yeah
Start making music cause you finna blow
You know that
I want you by my side
By my side
By my side
By side baby
I can't see you
With no
say, "Isn't he something?"
Rock from New York City all the way down South
Saying rhymes and making music, with my mouth
I'm a tell you party people
half empty contemplate
What I'm spraying is a brain full of cocaine
I ain't playing, I ain't paying shit to be a slave
Modern day civilian gotta work
cause we worked on our faith
Don't know what it takes no debate
But we ready anyway and we pray day by day
Had the audacity to think it be free
Pretty
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
want you waiting in a cell
Can't fight without army personnel
Got every idea about making music sell
Ahhh me and army don't live in the same place
for fun
Cause months go by without a work, not none
Still stuck in limbo, I'm asking for info
You closing the door, so I open a window
I say "what
say, "Isn't he something?"
Rock from New York City all the way down South
Saying rhymes and making music, with my mouth
I'm a tell you party people
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