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Big K.R.I.T.
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(Handwriting's on the wall) Yeah, it's on the wall I'm a keep drankin' til they toss me out this Motherfucker man [Verse 1:] Excuse my tone of voice but today was just a bad day Label hit me about another single and said I ain't had Play Since Country shit, hell they thought that was a Reasonable record anyway But thank God for Bun B and Ludacris because they had Faith That shit would take off and it did, guess I was too Country to quit I make albums not hits, these rich folks don't know About this But that's cool, I'm back to that K. Are. I. T. Was Here Pray to God this was meant for me, a king to be Hoping my time was near Maybe I'm rappin' in vain, maybe this wasn't my lane Maybe I'm hurtin' myself, talkin' bout real life Instead of the fame How can I change? Shawty I swear I think I'm wastin' Time On the phone with my pops like, "I just wanna save some Lives" I just want a deuce to ride with the ones I was dealt My pride might be my downfall, but I ain't askin' for Help I wear my heart on my sleeve, don't run into me cause It bleeds No disrespect to your craft, but I make my own beats Shit the handwritin'... (The handwriting's on the wall...) Man the Hennessy do somethin' to a nigga man sometimes That shit... I just can't hold back, you feel me? [Verse 2:] First quarter got me like boilin' water with soda in it Drop my project in the pot watch it lock up like those In prison Gotta prove these people wrong that don't see the Vision Three nominations, number one on 106, hell I forgot to Mention Two free albums minus label support Fired my publicist cause I forgot what I was payin' him For Drunk til I'm barely conscious, call Johnny tell him Put y'all on 3-way immediately Cause I'm sick of bein' lied to and I'm wagin' war Then I'm goin' back to Sippi-land and I'm quittin' rap Ain't that bad cause when I was poor, hell I was fat And happy Dealin' with the critics and the comments got me Trippin' Like my accent and my tone make it really hard to Listen I was scarred but I was driven before the politics came Lynchin' rappers and droppin' albums, and watchin' em Hang I pushed mine back with fear that they might just do me The same Cause I rebel I might get shelved, but that's part of The game Hell, the handwritin'... (The handwriting's on the wall...) Goddamn right it's on the wall I take this shit seriously man This is my life, this all I've ever known This all I'll ever do and I promise to God I won't let Nobody take it from me [Verse 3:] I did it for all of mine and all of yours Ten toes deep in the game I'm in I'm bound to lose if I'm livin' in sin If I play to win will I make it out? I'm tired of feelin' my heart Lord I just wanna scrape It out This the road less traveled, shit I just gotta stay the Route I hear the hate and all the betrayal I just gotta phase It out With another shot, better chase it down with a glass of Crown Put that on my tab, yeah I'm doin' bad Cause music's all I've ever known, shit, all I've ever Had Tryna say somethin' tryna do somethin' tryna be better Ain't much time left, I gotta make do, I can't live Forever Ain't that what makes me me? No smoke and no mirrors And I don't even wear Loc's, so they can see me clear And you can say that I'm bitter but tell me if I'm Trippin' They stick their noses up and talk down on Mississippi Imagine how you'd feel to know you work hard, and you Educated And they treat you like you never made it The handwritin'... (The handwriting's on the wall, final curtain's about To fall Just ain't no feelings left at all, the handwriting, Handwriting's on the wall)
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