paroles de chanson Write a Hit - HighTyde

Now I'm a poet to some
Write from what's rightfully mine
Hoping my mind won't bust open
While I'm reciting a rhyme
If it's okay with you, then I may just re-use a line
Over again
Yo, write from what's rightfully mine
I am so dope
I'll take the "L" and "I" right out of "Lime"
Stick it in front of V-E
Then you'll have me and I'm "Live"
Which isn't saying too much
I'm just a regular guy
But then I switch into mode
Yo I'm incredible
I just got done inventing
The most intense and repetitive rhyme
Get together with a friend
'Cause two heads are better than mine
And right before my show
God told me don't fumble my lines
But I just mumble
And st-st-stutter and mutter and I
I am just muttering
St-st-stutter a couple of lines
Even my mother
My, my, my, my, my, mother
Thinks I'm an utter disgrace
'Cause when I'm facing the public
I try to say whatever
But nothing clever will come to my mind

'Cause I don't have a clue
What to do when I wanna write a hit
I sit, that's it
That's right, I wanna quit
'Cause I don't have a clue
What to do when they tell me write a hit
I write, that's it
And hope that you like it

'Cause I'm the Ozzy of rap
I'd bite the head off a bat
But then because of my Christian morals
I'd put it right back on top of it's neck
You want a positive vibe?
How about this?
I'll spit, this time with God on my side
I think it's time to address a situation that you know
Happened approximately
Eight months and three days ago
I was just upset and bitter
Over the spins I was getting
So I left Tennessee
Guess you could call me a quitter
Guess you could say I was mad
Maybe a tad more than bitter
Bitter's not even the word
I could not even eat dinner
I was just puking my guts
Every day, losing my lunch
I even happened to spew up a couple pudding cups
Now I was cursing in raps
Swearing much worse than I had
When I was nine
I started writing my secular tracks
But now I'm back on the block
Everything's all right now
Except for one simple thing
I don't know what to write about because

'Cause I don't have a clue
What to do when I wanna write a hit
I sit, that's it
That's right, I wanna quit
'Cause I don't have a clue
What to do when they tell me write a hit
I write, that's it
And hope that you like it

'Cause I've been itching to write
Life has been scratching my back
With all this itching and scratching
You would think I was a cat
But I'm dog
I'm breaking my chains and coming at you
And when it comes to a hit song
This song has nothing to do with being a hit
I write from scratch sometimes
Okay, I lied
At times, I've even snatched some rhymes
From other rappers tracks
Trapper keepers and back packs
I'm a thief that
That you would love to smack
Yeah and okay, I'm back
Making sure things are straight
Because if not, then God
What I'll bring to the plate
Is something so unheard of
Like a ninja turtle
One thing is for sure though
I'll go and re-word the
Whole entire noun because now it's verbal
Like a tongue and I will come around full circle
With a match and light this track ablaze
'Cause I am back, but uh
I don't know what to say because

'Cause I don't have a clue
What to do when I wanna write a hit
I sit, that's it
That's right, I wanna quit
'Cause I don't have a clue
What to do when they tell me write a hit
I write, that's it
And hope that you like it