paroles de chanson Failure - Ubsa

Try and spell it out

Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail...

This shit is all I ever cared about
Fuck getting some pussy up on my mama couch
Fuck getting some guap to leave my mama house
Fuck getting some blunts to let my problems out
Fuck all the average values U.B. talking bout
Now can you understand why a nigga having doubts
How the hell I'm suppose to get a talent scout
When I'm out here running through this curve in a roundabout
Trying to be the shit like I was Gomi
House in the middle of the sea like I'm Kami
But I'm still the least favorite kid to my mom's
She wanna see me balding but my name isn't Tom
And the highest expectations from my pops
Can't live without regulations moving rocks
But with all of these faces telling me stop
Now I'm questioning how much patience do I got
Am I tryna avoid Heller am I taking it Eazy
Am I tryna follow Hitler be blind like Stevie
I was raised to think my life would be so lavish
Now I'm questioning what's so wrong with living average
Why can't I be normal be obsessed with my wood
Dropout of school move my kids to the hood
Could carry nines but I was never good at math
I'm starting to think soul selling is the only path

How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Yea
How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Got the devil saying
How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Yea
How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Got the devil saying

Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail, failure
Fail...

Hiya nigger it's Cain your demon
You know the one that's tryna stop you from breathing
You know the one that make you scared to start speaking
So let's show the world the fuck shit you really thinking
C'mon pedo lover you know it's hatred in your heart
Just gon' and sell your soul and stop playing this part
The roles you want you'll never get following God
And with your skin without me you can't face those odds
It's Hollywood Blackie y'all never be as light as Drake
And you're no K Dot so it's alright to know your fate
Jehovah burnt you before you got to Satan's place
Some shit was meant to be you don't need a fucking faith
Hello Jal-El it's Abel your Angel
You know the one that keeps you thoughtful and playful
Don't listen to Cain Hollywood is interracial
There's nothing wrong here every career path is painful
No one cares if your scripts are unsolicited
These producers are being safe don't be a hypocrite
I think you're losing hope and you need to recommit
You don't have time for hate so don't follow no politics
You think everybody hate you but your name ain't Chris
Don't let failure take you down that dark abyss
Go with Satan and you'll be having a temporary bliss
Sell your soul and you'll burn for real at the end of this

How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Yea
How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Got the devil saying
How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your soul
Yea
How much for your soul ubsa
How much for your SOUL