I want that music shit so bad, so I'm gonna give, I'm gonna give it all
Yeah all that I have until I end up dead
It's kinda sad because the ones you love come second
When I put my music first, my relationships start to crack and
That is mind blastin' so I just dabble at keepin' kinda balance
Between my passion and my family, it's a heavy challenge
I'm feelin' drained, at the same time it just makes me happy
To write songs, doin' my shit, that's all I ever wanted
But it's a high price to pay, it takes lotta time to convey
The lyrics right, I'm tryin' to combine those lines, I'm rhymin'
Writin' every night and day, I'm grindin', makes me entirely satisfied though
I'm a little tired of it once in a while
Yeah, that's the life I've picked, it might mean shit to y'all
Because you can't envision it, you don't know how to deal with it
I don't know either, but I know that this shit's made for me
Though it means I have to accept disregardin my family
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
From day one, since I can write, I gave it a try
To handle my senses in songs
Figurin' out, the hell I don't know why
Maybe I couldn't say eff off
Maybe not strong enough to stand
Maybe the kid in me needed to learn first how to land on his hands
Beggars can't be choosers, so I fled into my textbooks
When I read about these raphooks, knew I'd never be a loser
The hell I was afraid, cause, always fortune favors fools
That ain't cool, my greatest fears an worries fueled in school
Bit by bit, I made my way, no easy-going, out that cave
Cause music was my anchor, in an ocean full of hate
Still afraid to be snatched of my dignity
The otherside was jealous bout my creativity
Here we are, in my zone, not alone
2MakeMusic helped me out and set Da Hook on a throne
Thanks god, my wish was granted, fellow in misery
Got all Iwanted in my life mindbased liberty
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
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I want that music shit so bad, so I'm gonna give, I'm gonna give it all
Yeah all that I have until I end up dead
It's kinda sad because the ones you love come second
When I put my music first, my relationships start to crack and
That is mind blastin' so I just dabble at keepin' kinda balance
Between my passion and my family, it's a heavy challenge
I'm feelin' drained, at the same time it just makes me happy
To write songs, doin' my shit, that's all I ever wanted
But it's a high price to pay, it takes lotta time to convey
The lyrics right, I'm tryin' to combine those lines, I'm rhymin'
Writin' every night and day, I'm grindin', makes me entirely satisfied though
I'm a little tired of it once in a while
Yeah, that's the life I've picked, it might mean shit to y'all
Because you can't envision it, you don't know how to deal with it
I don't know either, but I know that this shit's made for me
Though it means I have to accept disregardin my family
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
From day one, since I can write, I gave it a try
To handle my senses in songs
Figurin' out, the hell I don't know why
Maybe I couldn't say eff off
Maybe not strong enough to stand
Maybe the kid in me needed to learn first how to land on his hands
Beggars can't be choosers, so I fled into my textbooks
When I read about these raphooks, knew I'd never be a loser
The hell I was afraid, cause, always fortune favors fools
That ain't cool, my greatest fears an worries fueled in school
Bit by bit, I made my way, no easy-going, out that cave
Cause music was my anchor, in an ocean full of hate
Still afraid to be snatched of my dignity
The otherside was jealous bout my creativity
Here we are, in my zone, not alone
2MakeMusic helped me out and set Da Hook on a throne
Thanks god, my wish was granted, fellow in misery
Got all Iwanted in my life mindbased liberty
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
Yeah all that I have until I end up dead
It's kinda sad because the ones you love come second
When I put my music first, my relationships start to crack and
That is mind blastin' so I just dabble at keepin' kinda balance
Between my passion and my family, it's a heavy challenge
I'm feelin' drained, at the same time it just makes me happy
To write songs, doin' my shit, that's all I ever wanted
But it's a high price to pay, it takes lotta time to convey
The lyrics right, I'm tryin' to combine those lines, I'm rhymin'
Writin' every night and day, I'm grindin', makes me entirely satisfied though
I'm a little tired of it once in a while
Yeah, that's the life I've picked, it might mean shit to y'all
Because you can't envision it, you don't know how to deal with it
I don't know either, but I know that this shit's made for me
Though it means I have to accept disregardin my family
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
From day one, since I can write, I gave it a try
To handle my senses in songs
Figurin' out, the hell I don't know why
Maybe I couldn't say eff off
Maybe not strong enough to stand
Maybe the kid in me needed to learn first how to land on his hands
Beggars can't be choosers, so I fled into my textbooks
When I read about these raphooks, knew I'd never be a loser
The hell I was afraid, cause, always fortune favors fools
That ain't cool, my greatest fears an worries fueled in school
Bit by bit, I made my way, no easy-going, out that cave
Cause music was my anchor, in an ocean full of hate
Still afraid to be snatched of my dignity
The otherside was jealous bout my creativity
Here we are, in my zone, not alone
2MakeMusic helped me out and set Da Hook on a throne
Thanks god, my wish was granted, fellow in misery
Got all Iwanted in my life mindbased liberty
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
This shit is made for me
This shit is made for us
A normal life is boring
Da Hook is raisin' dust
This shit is made for us
Writin' verse after verse
Being creative both a blessing and a curse
Writer: Benjamin Sommer, Paul Glameyer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid