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endsightt - the music demo lyrics

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[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 alb-m flop or not?
is it bangers or the b-ss?
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 drugs these days?
well burn motherf-cker burn them poets away!
doesn’t everyone wanna drive my flashy car?
well rip motherf-cker rip these poets apart!
doesn’t everyone wanna f-ck these nasty hoes?
well die motherf-ckers 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-tches, drugs, and hoes
many come many go
those who know, know

[chorus]
doesn’t everyone talk about drugs these days?
well burn motherf-cker burn them poets away!
doesn’t everyone wanna drive my flashy car?
well rip motherf-cker rip these poets apart!
doesn’t everyone wanna f-ck these nasty hoes?
well die motherf-ckers 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 shit?
dress wearing, weave twerking
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 drugs these days?
well burn motherf-cker burn them poets away!
doesn’t everyone wanna drive my flashy car?
well rip motherf-cker rip these poets apart!
doesn’t everyone wanna f-ck these nasty hoes?
well die motherf-ckers 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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