Peopleinhellwanticewater
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Came a long way, yep
Came a long way, came a long way

[Verse 1]
Yo, I deserve a round of applause for beating the odds
Defeatin' all my demons, I was questioning God
They had my back against the wall, career on pause
The motherfucka stalled 'til we gave it a jump-start
My plans got derailed when my band lost and failed
I'm the last of a dying breed, others all bailed
Trying to get the public to feel me with no Braille
But they sayin' that I missed my boat, that bitch sailed
Guess it's back to the drawing board, rapping 'cause I'm bored
Came home off tour, now I'm broke and unemployed
And that's hard to avoid, where my heart, there's a void
Gave it all to this music so this music is my voice
Ain't no silencing me now, I'm just getting started
'Bout to kill a couple beats, y'all, dearly departed
And we are gathered here today, severely I'm starvin'
And if you think I'm slowin' down, y'all are nearly retarded
Because uh
[Verse 2]
Public wants some dumb lines, hit 'em with the punchlines
Labels goin' crazy now, they found out I'm unsigned (unsigned)
And started pouring in with offers, call [?] office
Politely, we like "no, sir"
Yeah, we a little cautious
Y'all ain't gon' do shit and in the end that's gon' cost us
I ain't got a problem with using music at commerce
I just got a problem with sacrificin' my rhymin'
Aroma on my clothes is marijuana cologne
Reppin' Marietta, know that's fairly unknown
But yo, these East Cobb hoes is all ready to go
They twerk like Miley and they married the flow
And she be up all night, nose all froze
She can't even ski, though she prayin' that it snows
And the drugs that she's on fuckin' with her "serotone"
Project X got her hidin' X in her garden gnome

[Verse 3]
Everyone's a critic, everybody got opinions
Everybody wanna sweat it, they moguls like Russ Simmons
Nothing is authentic, these rappers is all gimmick
'Cause nothing's organic no more, the game has been augmented
Let's bring on the arsenic until they just all get sick
Let's bring some more carnage in, then bring all the coffins in
I mean Goddamn, let's shake some shit up
Tear the roof down 'til we wake this bitch up
I need help and Jesus can save me
I couldn't afford the teachings, the preachers up in Mercedes
What's the point of all this bullshit?
Preachers preaching from pulpits
And pay no attention to sermons, only Erick Sermon
Perish making dollars while their parish docking earnings
It's a little disconcerting, it's occurring and I know this
Can't change the world (world), I feel hopeless (hopeless)
Then I'm thinkin' "well, fuck it, life goes on"