paroles de chanson The Comeback - Jack Dawkins

Cha, cha, cha
One-two, one-two
Check, check, check
Everybody got their water?
Jimmy, you ready?
How's everybody doing?
Alright, let's get it started, come on

Jealous green because your whole view is monetary
Monastic boom-bap practice, I'm in the monastery
No PhD but if I go hard, I'll get an honorary
I gotta get over this hump, ride a dromedary

But no crying over spilled milk, that's just dairy drama
Started rapping in Chicago, guess that's fairly Common
Write symphonies with Splice so I can stack some commas
Tending bars like a vet, I'll be like Jerry Thomas

Yeah, I was bred for hospitality
A memory for moments and emotions, my mentality
I prefer the absurd, no practice of practicality
The connection gives me life, how I find vitality

But not virality, I'm on the path for that slow grind
You can rush the come up, get your likes up in no time
I would rather build a strong foundation
'Cause my army's coming marching, we'll be flying in formation

Do my dream 'til I drop
Float like cream to the top
Blowin' steam, pressure pops
I'ma fiend, never stop

Do my dream 'til I drop
Float like cream to the top
Blowin' steam, pressure pops
I'ma fiend, never stop

Thank you, thank you so, so much
It's um, I can't-, I can't believe I'm standing here on this stage
For like more than two years
No opportunity to perform or just get in front of a crowd
It's a-, it's a blessing to be here
Let's keep going

My 20s never roared
But now I'm in my 30s, wings spread, watch me fuckin' soar (watch me fly)
Pouring ribbons to the sidewalk from the fourth floor
You don't need keys if you look for the open doors

And opportunities, I thrive under scrutiny
Build up this community, I speak with impunity (aye)
Paint a vivid picture with my bars, I spit beautifully
Wordplay's my second language, I speak fluently

Straight shooter, there's no fooling me
Your bullshit's for the bird, I'm flying duty free
My grammar not to standard, well shit, that's new to me
Give me two seconds, and I'll check my two degrees

Yeah, I'ma carve this inner sanctum
Scrape the seeds from my soul just so I could bank some
Preacher offered me the blood of Christ, so I drank some
Devil at my door, I say, asalamalakum

Do my dream 'til I drop
Float like cream to the top
Blowin' steam pressure pops
I'ma fiend, never stop

Do my dream 'til I drop
Float like cream to the top
Blowin' steam pressure pops
I'ma fiend, never stop

Thank you all so much for being here this evening
I appreciate it
My name is Jack Dawkins
I make music to make you feel alive
To make you feel like your life can be more than what it is
And I hope you feel that this evening, thank you