Endsightt - The Music Demo lyrics

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Endsightt - The Music Demo lyrics

[Intro] It all started with a deal I wanted you to sign me I made this music demo for you all along but didn't see it Hmm what can make an artist go and change their own life? What can make artist turn into a bunch of hype? Or gimmick while they mimicking the charts Shove it down my throat and call it art What's it like? What can make a fan go from sober to a druggie? What can make fam say they could never love me? I don't understand What makes a band break? What makes an album flop or not? Is it bangers or the ba**? Is it lyrics deep or shallow? Will it take? A making of an era What happened to disco? What happens if this goes unnoticed? Parenthesis to fit the tempo Welcome to the Music Demo And here we go I gave you my heart. my dedication I gave you my art, my art was replacement My art was complacent to what? What am I saying or have I said too much? Hmm Allright Alright Alright Yeah! Yeah! [Chorus] Doesn't everyone talk about d** these days? Well burn motherf**er burn them poets away! Doesn't everyone wanna drive my flashy car? Well rip motherf**er rip these poets apart! Doesn't everyone wanna f** these nasty hoes? Well die motherf**ers die with nothing to show And nowhere to go Cmon Cmon Come all Step up, step up and get stepped on all Cmon Cmon Come all Step up, step up and get stepped on yall [Verse 1] I broke my back, I broke my mind I broke my heart just trying to find Shattered dreams all in time What is mine? Nickels and dimes? Is that what we need? You take the air that we breath You give us hopes and our dreams Then burn it in 3rd degree Rip our poetry and let us die Why? Starving artistry and lead us awry Money, b**hes, d**, and hoes Many come many go Those who know, know [Chorus] Doesn't everyone talk about d** these days? Well burn motherf**er burn them poets away! Doesn't everyone wanna drive my flashy car? Well rip motherf**er rip these poets apart! Doesn't everyone wanna f** these nasty hoes? Well die motherf**ers die with nothing to show And nowhere to go Cmon Cmon Come all Step up, step up and get stepped on all Cmon Cmon Come all Step up, step up and get stepped on yall [Verse 2] Label me a conscious rapper like it can co-exists In a world unconscious and consciousless Contradict what's hip Doesn't everyone want to talk about a bunch of sh**? Dress wearing, weave t**ng Who's deserving your sentence? Beginning of the ending locked in my bars How far are we willing to go? How are we willing to cope with this? I see people pimp a movement then commute it to their benefit Rest in peace a sentiment To stay relevant on a network that's irrelevant to me I just want someone genuine to be But whatever, we can never get We breathe in pollution Who we using to be a figure head for something? Then give him an ego, now he stands for nothing Or the latter make it pop to sin Bob your head bobblehead you can't help it were already in "Boy you gotta play the game to change it" "But boy once you in this game, boy it gets persuasive" Paint it your way just know you got their brush Tricked by the canvas this how you speak because [Chorus] Doesn't everyone talk about d** these days? Well burn motherf**er burn them poets away! Doesn't everyone wanna drive my flashy car? Well rip motherf**er rip these poets apart! Doesn't everyone wanna f** these nasty hoes? Well die motherf**ers die with nothing to show And nowhere to go Cmon Cmon Come all Step up, step up and get stepped on all Cmon Cmon Come all Step up, step up and get stepped on yall [Outro] Squible squabble, follow the model Throttle the charts Catchy hooks cooked overwell as we pick it apart What's hard these days is degrading But we play whatever cause we got to get it shakin Shake my head, Leave me dead please You tell a person your smart they accept it with ease Like logic forgot forsake them not before cease Co-sign some codeine till my brothers all seize We also need my sisters to twerk it like no other Give it up for purse a future mother for our son and daughter Add a sketchy father now that's a family tree Cmon boys and girls were just what this generation needs Please

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