I look around expecting to see a few friends, but i only see opponents
my job, I'm on it
they don't think i really want it, (huh)
what about the fact that a few years ago i was homeless
but this ain't a pity factor, so I don't show emotions
I just get on stage hopin they feel it when I'm flowin
fifteen, living the dream, with grown men waitin
for me to fail, like the results got everybody waitin
snap back to reality, (huh) i dress casually
black sweaters, they mad at me
but im winning happily
from bk new york, it's something like the jungle man
you make it outta there its kinda hard to be a humble man;
plans to go ahead and make this money
cause only thing free was the host of BET
I got classics that ya'll ain't even hear yet
I made it this far and I ain't shed a tear yet
boo hoo, enough with the sad stories
i can't depend on my pancreas to make insulin for me
but I ain't trippin, I aint speaking about it in interviews
give me space like the interlude, got an igloo
full of cavemen thoughts, and imma let em out
biography with the lyrics ,they show you what I'm about
last year i was unknown, but now Im major
and knockin em out with the flow like a boxer, rest in peace Joe Frazier;
if this is my one shot, trust i won't blow it
and imma give my all like i owe it
durr.
Blu wrote:I'm fifteen. And I can write multi's..
and your multis are not hard to write. you can have the greatest multis in the world and still sound like total shit. harder to have a good flow, good voice, and be catchy while sounding bad.
im feelin myself and not afraid to show it
if you put me on stage imma own it