paroles de chanson Almost Famous - Skippy Ickum

Will I see a light just before I die?
Will it change my mind?
I don't know
Am I fast asleep?
Is this all a dream?
Is it what it seems?
Cause I'm almost famous
Ha, not I'm not
They'll never let me get past this spot
See your girlfriend sucks my cock
I'm a soda cause you love the way that I pop
I'm everything that your mother fucking not
I got a heart so cold yet I spit so hot
If you love what got for ya
Throw your arms to the side with me
Hey, let's rock, keep going, don't stop
Internet thugs always trying to wild out from the keyboard
While they send safe at the house
Till you show at the spot with the 40 count, wow
Now their begging for their life
Shut your motherfucking mouth
Brutal business taking over this bitch
If your not about [?] you ain't about shit
If it don't make money then it don't make sense
If she don't suck cock then she ain't my chick
If you talk to the cops, you a snitch
I don't care if they ever [?] lessen your bid
If you come around me, gonna wind up dead
Two shots to your head like rotten in a ditch
[?] parents watch your kids
Teach them right from wrong so they learn respect
If you come around talking out the side of your neck
I wanna flip the switch quick on the real raw shit
Cause I'm almost famous
Ha, not I'm not
They'll never let me get past this spot
See your girlfriend sucks my cock
I'm a soda cause you love the way that I pop
I'm everything that your mother fucking not
I got a heart so cold yet I spit so hot
If you love what got for ya
Throw your arms to the side with me
Hey, let's rock, keep going, don't stop
Will I see a light just before I die?
Will it change my mind?
I don't know
Am I fast asleep?
Is this all a dream?
Is it what it seems?
Ever wonder why I'm so sick
Yet, no one knows about me and it doesn't make sense
They [?] to my reach cause the things I present
Make you think for yourself and I hate that gift
They gonna kill me for saying that shit
But it ain't changing the knowledge I'm making again
You fuck around and I'm spraying the AK through your whip
30 rounds in the clip, you ain't making kid
In your hand, there's an evil disguise
That is tracking your life and corrupting your mind
Billions of cameras together combined
A structural power, a mountain of eyes
Don't drink from the fountain they've tainted the lines
Treat you as sheep, open your eyes
The father of lies
He craves for the power
You all are alone like it's 'Lord of the Flies'
You did what they told you for fear they would scold you
They cut, shape and mold you so easy as sheep
Gather the masses and smother your dreams
While all the meanwhile they still leave you asleep
Skippy Ickum balls deep in the rap game
Beeping these beats, goin' hundred in the fast lane
Hard to maintain the thoughts in my brain
I'm going insane, unleashing my pain
Will I see a light just before I die?
Will it change my mind?
I don't know
Am I fast asleep?
Is this all a dream?
Is it what it seems?
Cause I'm almost famous
Ha, not I'm not
They'll never let me get past this spot
See your girlfriend sucks my cock
I'm a soda cause you love the way that I pop
I'm everything that your mother fucking not
I got a heart so cold yet I spit so hot
If you love what got for ya
Throw your arms to the side with me
Hey, let's rock, keep going, don't stop
Cause I'm almost famous
Cause I'm almost famous
They try and fool you
Through everything that you see
Mass manipulation of radio and tv
We must break the bonds of power
Plan for the escape
We are all the winds of change
The ashes of the wake
It's not too late