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MC G-SINGH lyrics : "Am I"


[Verse 1]
The destination is education

Go educate yourself, cut class if it helps
The measures that I'm taking is my dedication
To the art in which I pride myself, can't ask for help

Nah, coz when I do it bites me back in the $$#
What's that? That's the reason that I rap
Never stopped since I started

Guess that I'm a freshman in college
My high school diploma is my knowledge
Only thing I walked out with is lipstick on my collar

Oh, baller, yeah he a scholar
But he won't never call her
He gone follow his dreams coz that's how he was fathered

Always a problem, never a solver
Need to lead the streets into battle for her honor
Not a quick dollar

She won't come in your dorm on the first date
That's not self conscious dude that's self honest
See I be kicking it with chicks that never been with it

Coz what's the point of getting it if you could never live with it
I aint talking bout the v-card, I'm talking bout the me card
What's good for me bruh, she not

See I aint trying to be a jerk but that's just in my blood
So every time you say I know, I say you know what?
You know what? My flow's a $#&@in paper cut

You won't feel it now, but it gone hit you hurt, you feel that bruh?

[Chorus]

Am I real or am I fake, is it something that can wait
Is it destiny or fate, Am I trying to be late
So I can take, all the attention like some bait

Am I real or am I fake, play hov's song while I contemplate
Am I real or am I fake, is my music hard to rate
Is it love or is it hate, Am I trying to be a saint

So I can take, all they hearts like they gone faint
Am I real or am I fake, music aint something you can make


[Verse 2]
My life's like Hustle and Flow when the fan cuts off
Straight bars, no applause, somebody else in charge

I'm sick of @@#!y rappers, they usually lame
Their own parents think they're a damn shame
I don't wanna play dirty in this game but it's hard not to

I won't name names coz they've heard everything I got to
But $#&@ it, keep doing your thing man don't stop
Maybe you'll get better, on second thought probably not

It's been a long time coming
Running back tracks, tracks still running
Every girl from my past still so stunning

I guess that's the price of becoming
A man like me, I never fail to shock
Coz I aint this and I aint that

My topics aint never on lock
%#@!, but they still try to put me in a box
They really know how to tick me off, put me in a clock


[Chorus]
Am I real or am I fake, is it something that can wait

Is it destiny or fate, Am I trying to be late
So I can take, all the attention like some bait
Am I real or am I fake, play hov's song while I contemplate

Am I real or am I fake, is my music hard to rate
Is it love or is it hate, Am I trying to be a saint
So I can take, all they hearts like they gone faint

Am I real or am I fake, music aint something you can make

[Verse 3]

I traded friends in for the mic, I hope it all pays off
But I feel they faded out my life a long time ago
It's hard, being who I am, emotions in my flow

I still never show emotions to anybody who know
Me from my past, coz the man done changed
Big time, relationships don't never last with me

Never hit the anniversary, one month and you're through with G
Everybody smiles when they go through me
See I'm up coz I'm a nice guy, and everybody likes that
But then they take my credit saying G don't fight back
Aint nobody like that, we'll put you on the right path

Guess they know better, they some educated white cats
I'm sorry to everybody I'm gonna disappoint
But if I can live my dreams then imma drop out for it
Hope it don't take long, I might not be around for it
Anything can happen man, my people in the ground for it


[Chorus]
Am I real or am I fake, is it something that can wait
Is it destiny or fate, Am I trying to be late
So I can take, all the attention like some bait

Am I real or am I fake, play hov's song while I contemplate
Am I real or am I fake, is my music hard to rate
Is it love or is it hate, Am I trying to be a saint
So I can take, all they hearts like they gone faint
Am I real or am I fake, music aint something you can make

x2

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