CHRIS LOGIC lyrics : "1Train"
wanna walk a lonely road but you know that these streets are crowded
So do you step out or just keep it movin
And conform to what they say you should be doing
Is it all about the paper or does passion play a factor
Well all I got was laughter when they heard that I'm a rapper
I'm politically accepted but neglected in the industry
til the day I die 92 til infinity
Unless we spark a change in the brains of these masses
But I don't see it happenin through the frames of these glasses
It's all just the same %#@!, I'm not on a playlist, its not cause I'm Asian, it's cause you are racist
My pigment might insist I got the same privilege
But dig this it's different in this music business
I get no respect, all I get is the hate
When they push me away then they negate the great but
All they do is talk %#@! tellin me to stop it they say I don't belong like I'm walkin in a @@#!pit
A !#)! that's accomplished, in Hollywood that's nonsense
A ninja with a mic they look at like I'm the lochness
But this is what I'm bred for in my Jordan bred 4s,
Not a $#&@in doctor if 2000 is my best score
So fall back you don't what the $#&@ I've been through
The game hasn't left many doors I can fit through
Won't break down unless its those doors that I'm breakin
I'm so sick of skatin I just want to make it
I'm faced with rejection cause of my complexion
They say the Far East is my only direction
My talent and drive you really can't deny
See I got more vision in these slanted eyes
And I've been hit with more slurs within these past four years
Don't tell me to go home cause (*##$ I was born here
My voice will never be heard on the one and twos
Cause all were supposed to be good at is kung fu
Well $#&@ that I chop beats and kick flows I spit so sick that they think this kid must be a skitzo
But %#@! no don't tell me what I'm sposed to be cause
The soft spoken Asian that's not my demeanor
But don't you dare say that I can't be makin music though
Said wed never be in movies check the homey Rufio
My family's who I do it for in my home studio born to succeed the dream is indisputable
Now i got these last words not just these last feelings
I'm the new model minority who shatters glass ceilings
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