作词 : Samaad Thompson
作曲 : Samaad Thompson
"So... What's on your mind?"
This is a memoir,
A ma****a wanna go somewhere,
Been 6 plus years, still ain't got shit but a ma****ing part in the hair,
Please pardon the air,
I just ain't been feeling myself like I used to,
Tryna make some new moves,
Bring a ma****a from the old to the new school,
It's like I got a new groove,
But I ain't Cuzco,
Damn the whole crew cold...
1 time for the 1 time,
A ma****a prolly killed my shit with one rhyme,
But it's ok,
That's my nigga though,
Who the **** got hard feelings though,
Not me,
My own worst enemy would prolly try to stop me,
And block me,
Cause he don't like me,
Directing all my bad moves like a nigga Spike Lee,
Hiding all the good that a ma****a might see,
I just might be,
The best thing since wrestling in HD,
Damn it sounds crazy,
But maybe,
Cause lately,
Everything's changing around me,
And that has allowed me,
To let out some built up shit,
Ma****as wanna milk up shit till they get what they want,
But I ain't giving in,
Living in a world full of pretend people,
Stuck on they ego,
But can't make a free throw cause everything's free to them,
And that don't make sense, unless you get it,
But get it, you don't,
That's ok,
We know that you won't,
No Cobain,
Just word play,
Please rest in peace,
Get off of my case,
I can't help that my mind is all over the place,
For goodness grace-
Ous,
Patience is key,
But I'm willing to snatch it to see what it opens up,
Well, just because,
Wanderlust gotten the best of me,
Testing me,
Wondering who is the next to be,
The next "big thing" like a galaxy,
The Milky Way is a pretty big shoe to fill,
I'm wondering who to kill,
Glance in the mirror like "ooh it's him"
I'm the only one that could kill myself,
If another rapper tried then he'd need my help,
I just call it how I see it,
You don't have to believe it,
I'm seeing all my visions come together like a Rubix,
When I make it big, nigga imma tell you that I knew it,
But you blew it,
What are you doing....
Anyway, this a ma****ing memoir,
Still got a ma****a feeling like a centaur,
Can't kill this.
"It seems like you can't concentrate on one thing..."
"You saying I got ADHD?"
"Well... No, I just..."
"Hell, maybe I do. I don't know. Who cares?"
"But..."
"Hey, you wanted to know what was on my mind."
"Ok. Fine. What do you want?"
"I wanna be famous..."
作词 : Samaad Thompson
作曲 : Samaad Thompson
[Intro]
"So... What's on your mind?"
[Verse]
This is a memoir,
A ma****a wanna go somewhere,
Been 6 plus years, still ain't got shit but a ma****ing part in the hair,
Please pardon the air,
I just ain't been feeling myself like I used to,
Tryna make some new moves,
Bring a ma****a from the old to the new school,
It's like I got a new groove,
But I ain't Cuzco,
Damn the whole crew cold...
1 time for the 1 time,
A ma****a prolly killed my shit with one rhyme,
But it's ok,
That's my nigga though,
Who the **** got hard feelings though,
Not me,
My own worst enemy would prolly try to stop me,
And block me,
Cause he don't like me,
Directing all my bad moves like a nigga Spike Lee,
Hiding all the good that a ma****a might see,
I just might be,
The best thing since wrestling in HD,
Damn it sounds crazy,
But maybe,
Cause lately,
Everything's changing around me,
And that has allowed me,
To let out some built up shit,
Ma****as wanna milk up shit till they get what they want,
But I ain't giving in,
Living in a world full of pretend people,
Stuck on they ego,
But can't make a free throw cause everything's free to them,
And that don't make sense, unless you get it,
But get it, you don't,
That's ok,
We know that you won't,
No Cobain,
Just word play,
Please rest in peace,
Get off of my case,
I can't help that my mind is all over the place,
For goodness grace-
Ous,
Patience is key,
But I'm willing to snatch it to see what it opens up,
Well, just because,
Wanderlust gotten the best of me,
Testing me,
Wondering who is the next to be,
The next "big thing" like a galaxy,
The Milky Way is a pretty big shoe to fill,
I'm wondering who to kill,
Glance in the mirror like "ooh it's him"
I'm the only one that could kill myself,
If another rapper tried then he'd need my help,
I just call it how I see it,
You don't have to believe it,
I'm seeing all my visions come together like a Rubix,
When I make it big, nigga imma tell you that I knew it,
But you blew it,
What are you doing....
Anyway, this a ma****ing memoir,
Still got a ma****a feeling like a centaur,
Can't kill this.
"It seems like you can't concentrate on one thing..."
"You saying I got ADHD?"
"Well... No, I just..."
"Hell, maybe I do. I don't know. Who cares?"
"But..."
"Hey, you wanted to know what was on my mind."
"Ok. Fine. What do you want?"
"I wanna be famous..."