44 Bars
(专辑: Bobby Tarantino - 2016)
If you deal with war, backwards stay far We're dealing with truths and rights Come some more into my sight (You no hear me yet?) (Hear me live and direct) (Walk with your tap) Yeah, in London talking to rhêtorík 'bout my life and shit I
thought the
album was finished but I
keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged No matter what happens, everything ain't gon' be the
same The
incredible album, what an incredible outcome I
grip the
mic and then talk to the
people like I'm Malcolm I
used to think the
fame and money was the
motivation Until I
toured the
world and met the
people face to face and Understood that the
power was harnessed in that basement It ain't about the
money and notoriety It's about the
people and making a
difference in society But don't get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a
movie The
Godfather, the
Goodfella wielding a
Uzi One with the
people, if the
people is wondering who's he? Same level, the
same rebel that never settled Pulling strings like Geppetto who overcame the
ghetto And I
know you wrote me and I
still ain't answered 'Cause shit is different now, it's forced upon me, different stances I
used to spend all my time conversing with you But now I
write this song to let you know I'm hurting with you Shit is too big, but let's be honest man, it's kinda bittersweet Besides the
shows and meet and greets, y'all only see me on the
street And even then, that shit is rare—I just don't go outside 'Cause honestly I
don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide That misconception, "'Cause I
rap, I
must be filled with pride" Shit I
ain't perfect, if you heard different then someone lied People in my ear telling me, "Talk that shit" Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather walk that shit Since the
first album, I'm one of the
highest earners on the
label Within six months I
put the
second one on their table I
played sold out shows in parts of the
world I
can't pronounce Release the
tickets, watch them disappear when we announce Fuck all that murderous syllable shit right now, just let me bounce The
mood around me is people smoking it by the
ounce Leave Friday for the
show and come back Monday with a
hundred grand Don't fuck with checks, so when I
bounce I
prefer cash in hand You know my first week looking crazy due to high demand 'Cause people don't buy music in this day and age, they buy the
brand There's ups and downs, don't get me wrong but back when I
ain't have shit Felt like I
woulda sold my soul to make it with this rap shit Thank God, he never let Lucifer close enough to ask Let me attain it by working hard and busting my ass Achieved a
lot in life, but what's a
lot with more to gain? At least I
don't drink to avoid the
hurt, we call that champagne Come some more into my sight