Songtexte Bargains II - Dylan Andre

Two
Sounds familiar huh?

Out of the darkness I fight
To step back into the light
This secret's been picking in my brain
And all my life's been shaken like a cain withdraw
Cause I got so many things running through my mind
I try to balance everything and still have time
To be the person I am
To do the best that I can
Write songs, play gigs, get better that's the key
And I'm stickin' to the words that my blood told me
Cause I've got a whole entire city on my back
Breakin' bread when it's time I'll show you what I mean

Cause I
Could spaz at the drop of a dime
You don't know where I'm at? I'm in the back of your mind
Looking to the heavens just to show me a sign
I'll show you what I'm talkin' about all in due time

The back of my pocket is heavy you know I've got tricks up my sleeve
The back of my mind is so petty you know I got licks on the breeze
Cause I can take anyone, anything, anywhere, got any takers? (I know it, I know it)
So give me your ear and I'll spit and infect it
I came for your neck, lookin' good so protect it
You wonder if I always write to perfect it?
I come to collect it
Correct with the weapon cause
I may look out of place on a beat with these hats
But I dangle lines in front of them with ease to tease cats
Feelin' like your daddy when I swing the bat
So pa tell her that I pivot on the joint like knee caps (patella)
I told you on the track "No Games" a dirt mind
Now I'm bout to set it on you
Let it beget gasps
Standing with my hand clasped over your mouth
Because I'm pokin' at you 'till your climaxes will climb woo!
I get it I get it I'm white but I shred it (woo)
I'm on it I'm on it like milk to your breakfast (woo)
You say I crushed all of your dreams with the set list (woo)
Forget it forget it got no recollection
It's not my fault if you're feelings are hurt
Yeah
The boy sprouted up and stuck his dick in the dirt
Now
My feet are planted firm in the dirt that I do
Man
I hit you with the Bargains sequel part two (two)
Tryna build a world with this music I do
Keep on stepping on the competition under my shoe
Know I preach what I teach with the shit I've been through
Think I popped overnight? None of you got a clue

Cause you don't know what you've started
Call me what you want but don't deny the artist
Tongues the trigger, lip's the barrel, mics the target
$2.99 online still tryna give you bargains