Текст песни They Want - Ali Music

I'm deeper inside, than anyone ever tries to know
Think you got rid of me? I ain't going that soon!
Upgraded mic and T-Shirt I gotta pay the bill
My Insecurities out the fucking roof

For real though, let's deviate
From the script they wanna make
Wanna take
Gonna hate all my lovers
Gonna hate the time I sit down
Gotta do what you can't do
Gotta make what I got to make
Gotta make what I got to do

Rapping and playing these games
While I'm taking some life away
And I'm gonna give you my pain
And I'm gonna let it sting away

Rapping and playing these games
While I'm taking some life away
And I'm gonna give you my pain
And I'm gonna let it sting away

Talking about things
Talking about life
Bring in smoke and light it up
Be all day and here all night
Bring the fire down the house
And feel the grounds without the walls
There is no script I gotta make
I take the time and do as I please

Bringing back the gentle flow
Gotta let it sink real low
As if I'm crap then I'll lay back
Down the road
But I'm not crap, I'm a trap
I do it all early
Never being late
That's what you want, right?

Bring the stage all lighted up
Let the beat go rrraa da da
Imma shoot a machine gun in the background
Let it all burn to the ground
Get rid of the evidence
Gimmie the medicine
Im a bit menace
To everyone in us
That's what you said but you don't want that do you?

Talking about everything not making sense
What I said before I don't need it now
Insecurities are gone now
I'm just left in a shell
My former self
As I once tell
My own real love
Let me flip-flop the topic here

They want me to write, they want me to play
They want me to show
They want me to take
They want me to write, they want me to play
They want me to show
They want me to stop

They want me to write, they want me to play
They want me to show
They want me to take
They want me to write, they want me to play
They want me to show
They want me to stop

I don't know what they want
I don't know what to do
Let the beat go fading out
And everything is in a drout
While I'm gonna go pack and shout
On how life should ever be
Spinning in circles
Everything lurkes
Inside of my mind
I'll do the time
And leave me to rhyme