Rewind - Music Box lyrics

[Hook] There ain't no choice hear my voice There ain't no choice hear my voice There ain't no choice hear my voice New Sound is the joy The more I hear this Music Box The more I get worried [Verse 1] Don't hear any live music, think I'm going deaf Tryna join my team now someone get the ref They pushing on my balls reaching for the net Feening for some magic, get off my John-son Now we getting known but we also getting blown Napkin flow, these n***as got tissues Me I'm f**ing sick but I don't know my issue Rappers spit, I puke my adam's apple Searching for that eve that music sh** I breath Ya gon suffocate the day that I leave But that never gon happen, Rewind gon stay And that Music Box is stuck on replay What do I hear this sh**ty a** music sh**ty a** lines, sh**ty a** rhymes Where's your origin they respond with the toilet Guess they farted ga**ed themselves up now they think they homage Homage? more like Homer Yellow a** sh**, hard in the paint give yourself a bo*er On that Joker, I hope you playing games If thats what you call music, ears need a aid [Hook] There ain't no choice hear my voice There ain't no choice hear my voice There ain't no choice hear my voice New Sound is the joy The more I hear this Music Box The more I get worried [Verse 2] My ipod is my bible every night I say my prayers Judgement day just pa**ed, why didn't God take us? Living in a world where the fake is a replica Of the truth, now I gotta shoot Cuz ya ain't got a shot Saying ya can cook ain't got sh** up in the pot Me I build it up from the bottom to the top Like soil to a crop or a soul to the knot or a bullet to a Glock Talking bout your clothes, I'm talking bout reality Real recognize real and n***a you's a fantasy Talking bout the struggles in life and situations I'm tryna get situated just gotta be patient Dropped my first video there's many more to come Must be stuck on stupid if you thought that I was done Many ears in the world,none of them are open, all of them are closed in Many voices in the world but who's really talking? Who's really walking, let's trade shoes let me see you do what I do In life there's many problems, I ain't tryna solve 'em I just wanna make 'em clear, load and revolve 'em [Hook] [Verse 3] Damm I gotta hurry before it's too late Real Hip-Hop and mainstream need a date If you thought I was lost, this tape proves your wrong School, work and fam had me gone too long The fans been waiting, the haters been hating The critiques have been patiently waiting To be stating what's good and bad To me it doesn't matter cuz I do it for the fans [Hook]