Kyle Lucas - Peopleinhellwanticewater lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Came a long way, yep Came a long way, came a long way [Verse 1] Yo, I deserve a round of applause for beating the odds Defeatin' all my demons, I was questioning God They had my back against the wall, career on pause The motherf**a stalled 'til we gave it a jump-start My plans got derailed when my band lost and failed I'm the last of a dying breed, others all bailed Trying to get the public to feel me with no Braille But they sayin' that I missed my boat, that b**h sailed Guess it's back to the drawing board, rapping 'cause I'm bored Came home off tour, now I'm broke and unemployed And that's hard to avoid, where my heart, there's a void Gave it all to this music so this music is my voice Ain't no silencing me now, I'm just getting started 'Bout to k** a couple beats, y'all, dearly departed And we are gathered here today, severely I'm starvin' And if you think I'm slowin' down, y'all are nearly retarded Because uh [Verse 2] Public wants some dumb lines, hit 'em with the punchlines Labels goin' crazy now, they found out I'm unsigned (unsigned) And started pouring in with offers, call [?] office Politely, we like "no, sir" Yeah, we a little cautious Y'all ain't gon' do sh** and in the end that's gon' cost us I ain't got a problem with using music at commerce I just got a problem with sacrificin' my rhymin' Aroma on my clothes is marijuana cologne Reppin' Marietta, know that's fairly unknown But yo, these East Cobb hoes is all ready to go They twerk like Miley and they married the flow And she be up all night, nose all froze She can't even ski, though she prayin' that it snows And the d** that she's on f**in' with her "serotone" Project X got her hidin' X in her garden gnome [Verse 3] Everyone's a critic, everybody got opinions Everybody wanna sweat it, they moguls like Russ Simmons Nothing is authentic, these rappers is all gimmick 'Cause nothing's organic no more, the game has been augmented Let's bring on the arsenic until they just all get sick Let's bring some more carnage in, then bring all the coffins in I mean Goddamn, let's shake some sh** up Tear the roof down 'til we wake this b**h up I need help and Jesus can save me I couldn't afford the teachings, the preachers up in Mercedes What's the point of all this bullsh**? Preachers preaching from pulpits And pay no attention to sermons, only Erick Sermon Perish making dollars while their parish docking earnings It's a little disconcerting, it's occurring and I know this Can't change the world (world), I feel hopeless (hopeless) Then I'm thinkin' "well, f** it, life goes on"