IM taken back

faced with complacent acts


makin tracks


the lables wanna break my back
dont take a nap


dont wanna get caught sleeping

face the fact


the past is gone im not dreaming


I hate the rap.

the radio has got streaming


there taste it lacks.


and all there tracks have lost meaning
I lack the patience.


to listen to the trashy stations

rap made back in the days is my infactuation

and ima keep it going

keep writing these rhymes down


And i believe its growing


past the likes of my town.
and so im street bound


packin up the tour van

with a unique sound


rappin for the worlds fans.
city to city


gritty in my torn pants


serious lack of sleep

still gotta perform man

And so its love

For everything about the game


Not blowing up


its never been about the fame



theres nothing that i really need
not corrupted for the silly greed
yeah theres nothing that i really need.



my infactuation infact the track im makin


it is right here listen to the rap im sayin


it is quite clear im stricken with an admiration

to the pioneers, for given me an aspiration


and yes indeed I love all my rapper freinds


lets make it happen

it really doesnt have to end.


keep rappin

practice with the pad and pen


and keep laughing

we have to make the sadness end.

its the time again.


time for us to load the car

4 oclock shadows


live at your local bar
dont miss the show

it could be the only one


were quick to go

slowly runnin low on funds
so buy a disc

maybe buy a t first.


but if you keep it real

youll prolly get a free shirt.
see were doing this not to try and make it big

were just trying to make it to the next cities favorite gig.