Erick Arc Elliott - Fanfare lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm too quiet they said I didn't speak enough I let the tape deck rock till my speakers bust Until it came to pa**, I hope to make some cash So I can buy my mother something just to make her laugh My recorder, my lyrics that i'm dead off Money got shorter and my sneaker game fell off You garbage and you still recycle while I replay Couple years back I got my Triton off of ebay Produced my own sh** and the feeling man that sh** was crazy Before that I was rocking with the 50-80 My drum kit bang hardest in my MV, but I heard it bang harder in that MP Yo I didn't have the beats, but I had a hobby that'll keep me off the streets Writing cause I wanted to and not because i'm ill Just wanted to a**ure you understood how I feel [Hook] How could you tell me to get through it (get through it) X4 [Verse 2] I can't address what it takes to be the best Cause I was still in school I wrote my rhymes up on the desk The teacher couldn't point me out because I had the smarts But mom's felt sick and I almost fell apart How could you tell me to get through it I had the standing drum kits with the stock sounds And tracked out, 200 beats and you knocked down That I been working on, docked hours clocking 3 to 10 But my samples didn't match up with the BPM Couldn't take the criticism, caught me throwing fits Wanted your opinion but i'm really getting pissed The d** were too stiff, reduction wasn't crisp And I learned a large part of production is the mix Caught myself rapping too, and then I act a fool Beat boxing with my boys, chillin' spittin' after school Rap was in a different age, same book different page Getting paid, writing songs in hopes that they were getting played Dreams grew wilder, i'm rapping in the mirror If you getting sick of rappers then i'm acting as the serum To the song I signed off saying I would hold it down You want the crown well than here let me show you how [Hook]