(verse 1)
I wanna change the world wit my lyrics/
But am I stuck talking shit cuz the people wanna hear it?/
I just want success but honestly I fear it/
Its getting more scary the closer I get near it/
But maybe its the thought of not achieving it/
I told myself Id stop if I ever stop believing it/
But Im just tryin to reason it/
Ive put too much of my life into this game to be leavin it/
I just wanna make a difference/
My music I wanna make it different/
Cuz I dont wanna make it ignant/
But a lot of ppl sayin thats the way to make it in this business, gotta fake it til ya make or break ya way up in it/
See I made some gimmicks, and I'm not proud.. Of it/
But I learned from it/
Cuz when you not bein you 100, ppl either gonna see it, or catch word of it/ heard of it?
Nah, cuz Ive made a lot of growth/
Made a lot of dope shit and gave a lot of hope/
And I made a lot known, and Im a living testimonial that when you make it from the soul man it shows/
lord knows where am I at, so its fine/
As well as the real that identify wit they own kind/
Some ppl so blind/
But I'm given em brail/
I'm living these bars, like I'm living in jail/
Like a prison, no bail/
Like a criminal in a cell, wish me well wit No conjugal visit and limited mail/
That was a long winded stretch tho, yoga/
I'm just tryin to flex no bo but/
I just want that success oder/
Blow and make whole sh- rek oga/
A lot of ppl claiming that they Money talks, but they green talk backwards, Yoda/
Kicked my illest verse to a deaf man/
Spit my negative shit to a yes man/
tried to spit some equality for a greater cause but they told me I was less than/
*HOOK*
Gotta finish if I started it/
Gotta own it all if I'm part of it/
I'm trying to ask myself a question, but I'm running from the thought of it/
Will I fail?/
I dont know but I'm running from the thought of it
(verse 2)
in my fear, in the heart of it,
cuz I'm feeling like I been talking on what I oughta get/
when it's shit I should have had from the start of it/
But I would never barter this, I do it for the art of it/
but sometimes I'm feeling lost on a island/
As if I was jet crash surviving/
But this is no TV series, I'm just puttin shit together like hyphen/
Cuz I know the big payoff is coming
Its probably just a day off or something/
I mean...I aint come this whole way all for nothing/
I want that genocide type of Adolf destruction/
But I know some ppl doubting on the sneak/
Frownin on my dreams and counting on my defeat/
And my ppl prolly prouder than I think/
But i bet they still wish I'd settle down, get a ring/
And Im tryin to stay faithful for me so/
One day I'll be in that tuxedo/
But these bitches like Debo/
they cross the line And wanna drop to they knees like Tebow/
Theres no Tivo in life and I know that/
You cant fuck it up twice and try to go back/
Thats why Im tryin to do it right in one life/
Cuz Regrets are like unreachable debts that you owe back/
Now the plot really thicken/
Cuz my stock really risen, and my clock really tickin/
Look at the crystal ball is the top in vision?
If it's not, should I stop? If I'm not in the winning?
Yeah its tough keepin it in perspective/
When that lime light is where we wanna be projected/
But that fame shit it could be subjective/
Cuz it's hype based, and media directed/
But that's the quote of a man who never rose/
Or maybe it was the plan he never chose/
Its kinda Like the old head who says if he aint blow out his knee, he had a chance at the pros/
Man I know it too well, and I refuse to/
Not win, if it's something I shouldn't lose to/
But if I do, just keep it real/
But just please tell me I didnt fail/
Will I, Fail?
I don't know, but I'm running from the thought of it
credits
from Destruction,
released May 20, 2012
Lyrics by Cane
Produced by Lou Burna