Mr. Victory - RFTA lyrics

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Mr. Victory - RFTA lyrics

[Verse 1:] Something's burning, it's me-I let it burn though Walking in the street, down the same, dirt road I have no choice, but I can't, find my voice Thinking I'm, almighty when I'm just, making noise I've lost myself in the moment, but I've already said it Now I'm just a couch potato, reading Facebook and Reddit "Keep your eyes on the target, Vic. Keep your head up, Vic." "You're a mess, Vic. Why? Well, it's cause your head's thick." Then I'll smash my head, in-to the window Put a bullet in there, and send me off to limbo I guess I don't realize it, but I'm broke Scrapping every song, verse, hook, that I wrote I think I've really lost it. I can't find the right words So, every line is crammed with nouns and verbs I'm trying to write to ease the pain But the more I write the more I start to rage And the rage that I produce fuels the insanity Inside of me, but with no profanity I try to write for the sake of humanity Superman ain't saving no one, cause instead they've got me [Hook 1:] Here we go again, back to the same plans They're all exhausted, so take your final stand I'm aware, of this monster, I'm making, but I know this mountain I'm climbing is mine for the taking Here we go again, back to the same plans Quit cryin', wipe your tears, grow up an' be a man I understand, but tonight, my mind is stuffed with doubts So I'm heading off to bed, adios, lights out [Bridge:] Maybe I should wait, 'till the iron's hot I strike Maybe I'm an idiot, I probably didn't do it right but If I didn't show no love I would be done forever And if I over think it, it's over before we're together No exceptions to suggestions that will mount to greater tensions And if I lose, a night's sleep, I'll slip into depression I thought, love's limitless, but I guess this is it You'll be sorry, you say? I won't miss you a bit [Hook 2:] Here we go again, back to the same plans They're all exhausted, so take your final stand I'm not, a loser, I never, used her But all this hatred, became a booster To rip some more rhymes, an' pay back the due fines Of time, that I wasted, with nickels an' dimes The clock's run out, but let me spit this line Of mine, now you say rapping's a crime? What, are you [Verse 3:] Blind? and deaf? Accusing right and left Without thinking, about how you made others felt Like a pile a bricks, you want to throw at these pricks And use these words like you're breaking bones with stones and sticks You feel the heat now? Aren't you gonna step back An' split, cause I'll split you open when I attack Anger is seeping, like a baby teething Roar of blood, in my ears, I can hear my breathing Grab his shirt an' slam his body into the wall Here's a tip: Don't taunt someone six feet tall Break his nose, wide open, an' let the blood flow RFTA, buddy, fight's on, let's go Stomp him to the ground, beat him over the head Is he holding his breath, or is he already dead? I ain't no murderer, I'm a kid, six feet and thin With a mind like a powder keg filled to the brim All I need is a lit match, and I'm gonna bust Rap another sixteen, a thirty-two if I must It's my time, it's my night, starting bell, time to fight Right back, cause there's only one, chance do it right But that fight, was a metaphor of dynamite This is how I deal with the demons in my life I don't write, for the violence, I write for the cause Mankind's screwed, so reinvent for applause So take my hand, it's time to make a stand Against those who thwart and screw over our plans I'm just a kid, not a man, but it's ok We're the future, so listen to us, please obey What we have to say, we don't have many days To turn this place around, and find a better way So quit playin', cause we here an' here to stay Give me the mic, hit the chorus and let's make our hands wave [Hook 3:] Here we go again, back to the same plans Get on that stage, put the music on the stand And wave your hands. Hear the crowd scream so loud The want an encore, this time I ain't stepping down Cause I know I'm back, and this time I'm kicking a** This song ain't define swag, girl, it defines cla** I ain't leaving no more, so save your good-byes I've finally rose from the ashes, didn't I?

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