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jacob price - just because lyrics

[hook x2]
just because i’m white it doesn’t mean that i can’t rap
and just because i rap that doesn’t mean i don’t make real music
just because i make real music that don’t mean that i’m rich
but when i’m rich, that don’t mean that it’s time for me to quit

[verse 1]
this here is real music, real life, and real talk
wit a couple of jokes to laugh to
and i hope you’re that still walkin’ afterward
cause i’ma suit you up with new outfit of blues to bump
and if you choose to do somethin’ wit it
too late i’m movin on
the root of all real music is the love of i don’t know
don’t understand it
i don’t need to. i just gotta let it grow
cause this is beautiful
downright suitable to wear anywhere with any hairstyle
get the shoes to go wit it
match my lifestyle and my melodies likewise
wavin’ my goodbyes to the jealous guys
and from here they lookin’ like pint sized imitations
of east coast, west coast and midwest
they supposed to be rappers
but got no presence when they
step up in the booth like, umm well
maybe they just made a feaupa
like you was tryin to find a proper place to place a phone call
wrong booth man. but i suppose it doesn’t matter
but it’s people like you
who make it suck to be a rapper

[hook]
just because i’m white it doesn’t mean that i can’t rap
and just because i rap that doesn’t mean i don’t make real music
and just because i make real music that don’t mean that i’m rich
but when i’m rich, that don’t mean that it’s time for me to quit

[verse 2]
to put it bluntly i don’t think i would continue
if i didn’t have the gift of pickin’ different styles from a menu
but i have plenty
i even have extra ones that i can send you
like post card money, seein’ washington from different angles
i’m thinking deep like throat
makin’ the ocean my moat. the is dry land is home
and make the intruders float
you can’t get to me
i got a balance so good you’d think
i was greatest triple beam in history
it’s ludicrous to think that you could make me stumble
a thousand dollars and a blunt says my spirits like a bumble bee
it shouldn’t be flyin, defyin’ gravity
why in heavens name should i retire
elementary rhymer. triple syllable designer
record label never signed up. cause i ain’t no v-g-n-
i ain’t tryin’ to get f-cked for fame and a couple a bucks
best of luck to ya
and in the end well see who stuck through it

- jacob price lyrics

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