A-94 - My Music lyrics

[1st Verse:A-94] Back on this music Writing bull sh** Grab a hold of This bic to let my ink Start drooling This paper is my mate Rapping to escape Could be my fate But i dont get trapped I try to find new gates Let my paper absorb up All this sh** that im sayin Just feels like my life im Replayin Its the same game but ill Never win cause people Can't understand the sh** That im sayin! My spits like venom so its a Great possibility that i could Get to slaying when my Words get to spraying So id advise you to get out Of my way in this game Im not playing! I could learn lessons to people Through my music But it wouldn't do no good Cause theyd never use it They just listen to the hook And the beat and bounce around To their amusement Only wish theyd listen to the true Meanings behind the love of My music And for this game ill always stay True to it! All ive ever asked is for people To not take my music and abuse it Adrenaline is rushing through my Mind at all times So when i get behind the mic its Kinda like i take that energy and use it To kick a boost into my music! So sometimes for the love of the music I have to step inside this booth Go wild and act like a nusiance! [Hook:A-94] I gotta stay true to this But the love for the Music is starting to make Me lose it I grab the pen with my right Begin to write and rant like A nuisance but it dont do any Good cause nobody will Produce it... [2nd Verse:A-94] Had a lot of time To think Was bout on the brink Of the breaking point Like the tip of my ball Point It was like i was playing Ball but the more shots I made the less points Id create No! I dont think you get what Im saying Each rap that i wrote Just got worse So pretty much i was just going For broke Have a job and im still broke But no matter what ill never Stop with my music until my Mind has broke.... Still going strong though Nothing will ever hold me back No matter if i got thrown into a Bucket full of play dough I got a stash stashed back i only Bring out when i wanna get women In my hatch back I call it my play dough And no matter what sh** Talking goes on about my music Ill still grab this mic so tight it'll Bruise it Go loosely But still will never play dough! Id like to write the type of sh** that Makes the crowds riot with pipes And sticks Get so loud and wild that they lose Their voice and end up in the hospital Sick! My music is just out of control Like the traffic lights when the electricity Goes out and people are driving all Over the roads.. Im just having fun But this game id like to run With my music i believe i could do it Because i write the right type of sh** That makes the world admire it and Get inspired from it in order to Use it... [Hook:A-94] I gotta stay true to this But the love for the Music is starting to make Me lose it I grab the pen with my right Begin to write and rant like A nuisance but it dont do any Good cause nobody will Produce it... [3rd Verse:A-94] The sounds i produce Are not produced I need a producer so i Can proceed with being Me in this music cause these Sounds are what i need I just sit around the house all day Dreaming of becoming a rapper But i know it'll never work out Ive not got the money to build A studio but ill always grab My pen and write loosely though But me thinking in reality knowing That im never going to be able to Become a mainstream rapper Its driving me crazy! I just wish one time someone Could hear my music Amuse it,use it,and produce it! I guess these thoughts i produce Are just foolish Just a fool for thinking i could actually Use my thoughts to rule music Im not the best but im not the worst I would just love for someone who could Give me a deal hear my music and tell Me what im worth Everybody who knows me knows that This is the only f**ing thing ive ever Wanted to do since my momma gave f**ing birth I chew up a dictionary Swallow it Then regurjitate it Put the paper back together to f**in observe the pages Use the words in the ink against all These b**hes to try and make them Nameless... Youve now entered into my world Im Arlin a.k.a A-94 b**h Me let you tell me what im worth? Naw f** that! Im bout to teach you my music and Show you what im worth with my words..