Lyrics My Music, My Life - Brad Jones

I hear that beat drop and my mind starts going crazy
Pick apart my lines if you want but you will not phase me
I Aint got the time to listen to these haters hating
Yeah I'm white and rap don't start comparing me to Shady maybe

Just let him be Em and let me do me now
I am not NF I am sorry if that lets you down
Props to them and all the artists out there who can lay it down
I'm here to write my name up on that list boy I aint playing around

If you've never met then I'll tell you all you need to know
I grab the mic like it's my life I swear l'll never let it go
If you're looking for me you can find me in the studio
Treat my words like ammo I'm unloading on this microphone

Quit wastin time and start the track stand back and let me go
What you don't like me? Fine! I'm used to spending time alone
Years of issues bottled up I never learned to cope
Clock ticking down I gotta let em out now before I explode

Call me names but you can't ever call me lazy
Foot stuck on that gas pedal don't believe in braking
Yeah, I Aint a murderer but I'm assassinating
Every beat for free you don't even gotta pay me

Keep on talking all that trash it motivates me
You think you the greatest well lets agree to disagree
I owe my life to this music because it saved me
I thank God for all my pain that I've been through cuz it made me

Too competitive they say that's what my problem is
Enjoy your time up at the top I've come to push you off of it
I promise I'll go hands on if you can't keep your hands off
You ever touch my family then I'mma cut them hands off

Grind until I die because I don't believe in waiting
I'm like an empty hospital I aint go no patience
Used to stay wasted, but now there aint no time to waste
Came along way from the days when I had hunger pains

Call this the rap game but I promise I aint playing
Sew my mouth shut and I'll just rap in sign language
You can keep your hand out I aint gonna take it
I work for everything I have I'd rather fail than make it fakin

Rappers now care more about they money than the rapping

Just cuz it's on your chain doesn't mean you're going platinum
We can't see the clothes you wearing when you're on the track but
I promise everybody's gonna hear it if you whack

Online Rappers acting rich in pics with Lambos
Then you see em out in public parked in Honda Civics though
Too many fakes in the game not willing to do what it takes
So they go on Facebook and lie to you and pretend to be famous

Before you point the finger take a minute and listen
Don't get it twisted and call me arrogant for having ambition
They call me negative for trying to speak the truth when I'm spittin
But since when did being a Christian mean I can't have an opinion

Skip the chorus I don't' got the time
Making it up I'm not falling behind
Making a difference a life at a time
I'm tryna hit em with every line

So before you judge me, look from a new angle
You don't know what I sacrificed to put food on the table
For my daughters or what I've done to take care of my wife
These aint just songs that you're hearing
This music's my life