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Its The Rewind.
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I don’t wanna be right
But I don’t wanna be wrong
I wanna prove that I know what the fuck in my song
Means shit and what the rest is, pure dumb no sense
No church can give me enough time to repent
My thoughts, fuck sins, its whats inside that counts
Why I evade me like I loaned myself an ounce
And stored
Until my mental breaks me down and just leaves
I’m a see myself mad until I just seeth
And then Ill have something to write about again
Shits on my head, im just practicing
I just, take it as it comes with my pad and pen
Like, oh god, is the prince in the lab again
I know it I cant leave guess im just addicted
I should go, I know, like I was just avicted
But ive got this rap habit, now im back at it,
And I aint leavin till I get my fix like a crack addict
I know its wrong but god, I cant be right
I know that when I’m gone, Il be out of sight
Out of mind, Lead me ill be right behind
As the world turns turn it back in rewind
Rewind my last verse
Play it again
Nah fuck it I compete so I play it to win
And im not letting go till the games got a change over
Use my mind for this shit most times so I stay sober
To love what lost recover whatever the cost
Get reduced to a pile of shit, you’re your own boss
You cant fret the little things, that’s what they say
But im frettin like hell so just take me today
I play for these moments, then the moments are gone
Ima love doin my shit even if it is wrong
And ima take what I got with myself to my grave
I slap myself every time my sample gets played
In my basement, just to make sure I really taste it,
That’s victory, baby, you got to face it
Your really alright at this rhyming and shit
And you do less damage with your hand then your lip
I know its wrong but god, I cant be right
I know that when I’m gone, Il be out of sight
Out of mind, Lead me ill be right behind
As the world turns turn it back in rewind
This’ll be my last verse
I say it again
This’ll be the last time I pick up my pen
This’ll be the last time I start over again
That’s the last time, let me start from the end
And rewind my life like I was a tape deck
Turn myself back like a mother fuckin fake check
I glide backwards my pen drops from my hand
I let go of the mic, put it back on the stand
I walk back first up the steps, I can hear my breaths
Records in my fist, I put them down, air goes in my chest
I fall into bed, my sheets cover me,
I say “Nice so are beats, rap should you T”
And then I rewind just a couple a seconds
Im in my bedroom, diggin through a couple a records
Wakin up, tearin off my sheets so concise, I say
T you should rap, your beats are so nice
I know its wrong but god, I cant be right
I know that when I’m gone, Il be out of sight
Out of mind, Lead me ill be right behind
As the world turns turn it back in rewind
But I don’t wanna be wrong
I wanna prove that I know what the fuck in my song
Means shit and what the rest is, pure dumb no sense
No church can give me enough time to repent
My thoughts, fuck sins, its whats inside that counts
Why I evade me like I loaned myself an ounce
And stored
Until my mental breaks me down and just leaves
I’m a see myself mad until I just seeth
And then Ill have something to write about again
Shits on my head, im just practicing
I just, take it as it comes with my pad and pen
Like, oh god, is the prince in the lab again
I know it I cant leave guess im just addicted
I should go, I know, like I was just avicted
But ive got this rap habit, now im back at it,
And I aint leavin till I get my fix like a crack addict
I know its wrong but god, I cant be right
I know that when I’m gone, Il be out of sight
Out of mind, Lead me ill be right behind
As the world turns turn it back in rewind
Rewind my last verse
Play it again
Nah fuck it I compete so I play it to win
And im not letting go till the games got a change over
Use my mind for this shit most times so I stay sober
To love what lost recover whatever the cost
Get reduced to a pile of shit, you’re your own boss
You cant fret the little things, that’s what they say
But im frettin like hell so just take me today
I play for these moments, then the moments are gone
Ima love doin my shit even if it is wrong
And ima take what I got with myself to my grave
I slap myself every time my sample gets played
In my basement, just to make sure I really taste it,
That’s victory, baby, you got to face it
Your really alright at this rhyming and shit
And you do less damage with your hand then your lip
I know its wrong but god, I cant be right
I know that when I’m gone, Il be out of sight
Out of mind, Lead me ill be right behind
As the world turns turn it back in rewind
This’ll be my last verse
I say it again
This’ll be the last time I pick up my pen
This’ll be the last time I start over again
That’s the last time, let me start from the end
And rewind my life like I was a tape deck
Turn myself back like a mother fuckin fake check
I glide backwards my pen drops from my hand
I let go of the mic, put it back on the stand
I walk back first up the steps, I can hear my breaths
Records in my fist, I put them down, air goes in my chest
I fall into bed, my sheets cover me,
I say “Nice so are beats, rap should you T”
And then I rewind just a couple a seconds
Im in my bedroom, diggin through a couple a records
Wakin up, tearin off my sheets so concise, I say
T you should rap, your beats are so nice
I know its wrong but god, I cant be right
I know that when I’m gone, Il be out of sight
Out of mind, Lead me ill be right behind
As the world turns turn it back in rewind
mikeeroberts
sick sample