Chance Fischer - Race Against the Sun lyrics

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Chance Fischer - Race Against the Sun lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Chance Fischer] I take risks, no fear Humble but austere Shakespeare fly, who am I, King Lear? Other rappers hate me because I'm doing what they won't dare Last week lunching with the CEO of Hulkshare Discussing us using up all of our savings And trust for dreams that will hopefully come and save us From going broke - I hope the Mary Jane gives us pot luck And a few blue chips to get our stocks up Gonna have to raise the debt ceiling with this music Because by default, I'm not supposed to make it with what I'm doing I turned down corporate and became my own venture I never sold my soul for it, but know a lot of lenders Life ain't sweet, it's more like Splenda In a world where being Equal means you're privately a n***a That's why you see the Blue Bloods clot up Young, black, and gifted here to hold the world hostage [Hook: Chance Fischer & Kleph Dollaz] Didn't get an answer but we're still callin' Didn't make the team but we're still ballin' In a fight for a spot The closer that we get to the top Man, it always seems like we're still fallin' Jumpin' out the window (window, window) Take me where the wind blows (wind blows, wind blows) Jumpin' out the window (window, window) Take me where the wind blows (wind blows, wind blows) [Verse 2: Chance Fischer] This black on black hating sh** is beneath me Never been a chicken, yet they grill me in my three piece Easy, n***a, don't make it hard on yourself Focusing on my moves, I only take Giant Steps With Coltrane to toot my own horn Accept, the life that God gave or pray harder for something else My homie Marc explained why most n***as are dumb They covet a million bucks and spend a million and one So I'm focused on wealth building, and signing bigger checks Can't live in an inferiority complex Full of n***as that slept but never dreamed Or dreamed but always slept Or better yet Mistook pride for self-esteem What happens when you wake up from the American Dream? The money, power, the fame, diamond watches and rings When you go to your old block and see that sh** is the same And they're maxin' out credit cards making minimum wage [Hook: Chance Fischer & Kleph Dollaz] Didn't get an answer but we're still callin' Didn't make the team but we're still ballin' In a fight for a spot The closer that we get to the top Man, it always seems like we're still fallin' Jumpin' out the window (window, window) Take me where the wind blows (wind blows, wind blows) Jumpin' out the window (window, window) Take me where the wind blows (wind blows, wind blows)

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