Tyse Nett - CROWDED paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson CROWDED - Tyse Nett



Friends tell me, that I work too much
Self obsess, with the music stuff
I should get some rest, no thanks, but, hey
Anybody want some truth, with love?
No, you don't, it sucks
Hide my stress, so that I look tough
Try my best, never good enough
I express, when the kids feel stuck
'Cause, they need someone that'll pick them up
But, I'm unsure, what ya want first
Am I too personal, or not hurt enough?
It's all fun an' games, until I shut you up
Purpose found me, underground
Watered down, with like, a ton of doubt
Grew up a nothin', I'm someone, now
But, I've always been somethin' to Rosthern
'Cause, that's where the home is found, so
All of my emotion plays, with the growing pains
That'll elevate me, 'til my own hate, hates me
I guess, I feel pathetic, when you put me on a pedestal
But, they never know the pressure that I'm up against
Everybody wants some fame, but they don't wanna work
Or, they got no patience, I know, I'm the worst
But, I just might take off, write another verse
That'll blow your face off, yeah
Hate me, love me
Judging me, lately
I'm changing, so dangerous
Debating on taking a break
Because, this is what breaks me, no way
How was I gonna start this off?
I forgot
Oh, yeah
If I'm in a game, you'll always suck
Just rhymin' away my problems, bruh
Pick a time and a place, lemme call your bluff
When the mic's in my face, never bite my tongue
Because, you don't know the battle that I had to fight
Or, anything I sacrifice to manifest the vision, that I advertise
It doesn't really matter, 'cause I end in a position where I'm never really satisfied
Whoa-whoa
I don't really talk about the doors, that I won't keep open
I'm so real, that they'll put me in some NF shoes
He's the only one I'd go toe to toe with, don't you know me?
I don't want you thinkin' you can hate me
Not even a bit bothered by your little gatekeepers
I got rhymes, that'll make you think
It's R-I-P, every time you blink
Rise and shine, I was born a king
When the only thing that made sense was to quit
I still never did, barely got a paycheck
All I did was fight, for the hell of it
Believed in me, when I was irrelevant
But now, it's getting hard to breath, with the weight of the world
I feel the pressure on my knees, what you want me to be?
It's pretty difficult to leave, eat, sleep, or even, be a better me
Because, everywhere I turn, it's like I never get relief
I don't like this
I'ma die quick
And it's my fault
I just write hits
I'm sick
HIgh five
Dive in
I lie
Don't like?
Okay
Bye-bye
Yeah, I cry out, but I don't want help
Yeah, I get scared there'd be no one left
Gotta hold my breath, and be the best
Tryna walk this path, where no one steps
Yo, did I push to hard tryna be a star?
You all expect me to reach your bar
But, I can't afford to move, that far
'Cause, the gas light's on, better sleep in my car
Yo, they're proud of me, okay, but something's weird
It's hush time, now, let me be unclear, undoubtedly
You might just hear what's wrong in album three
Yeah, eyes on me, but I'm overlooked
Acting cool, calling me a clone
Well, that's so cute, that's so cute, yeh-yeah
If you don't respect
I'ma throw you in a panic room that don't have no clues
Just sit there, while I get to laugh at you
Better drop that funny, little attitude
And watch who you're talking to
Nobody told me it'd be like this
I made me time, now I'm selfish
It's a steep climb, I get restless
You don't realize, I'm a mess
I kill myself with every record
Look, I hurt so much, I'm ashamed of me
Distract myself from the painful things
I'm way too weak, it's embarrassing
I was made to bleed, don't stay, just leave
I'll be back, I'ma need a second
Knowing me, I might not even need that
Rather be mad, than to be sad
So, I keep track, I don't feel bad, when I detach
What do we have, gotta deep rap
Would you eat that, or would you feedback?
Tellin' you, that I need to relax, or the truth?



Writer(s): Tyse Nett


Tyse Nett - CROWDED
Album CROWDED
date de sortie
27-05-2022




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