[Verse One: Danimal Lector]
I can, feel their fingers pointing
Pointing at me like, "There he goes!"
No here I am, can you hear me ho?
Don't come near me, though
I'm scary, bro
And barely sane, this ain't no game, Mario
Life's like a fucking merry go round, new day, same scenario
I'm very close to snappin', sick of my parents always yappin'
Naggin', "Get a job you slob, you ain't paying the bills with this rappin'!"
That's a fact but the truth is I can actually do this
Imagine me making it, but you laugh like I'm stupid
I'm like, "Dad, you're clueless!"
I'mma prove them wrong, I have to do it
I mean, my passion is music
I can't get a 9-5
I'm trying to fly, you trying to clip my wings, so why don't I
Try to break it down:
It's too late to turn back now
I gotta give it my all, I'm raising hell, about to burn rap down
With the heart of a lion and head of a human
Cold enough to drop the temp in the room in
Negative degrees, you're destined to freeze
Me? I'm sledding in Tupin
Too cool for school, no fool, you can see that
This is me, I'm making history, believe that
[Hook: Danimal Lector]
Even if they're out of reach, you gotta chase your dreams
Or I have to live with the what if's and maybe's
But I can't deal with that, so my life might seem to be a pipe dream
But it's my dream
Even if they're out of reach, you gotta chase your dreams
Or I have to live with the what if's and maybe's
But I can't deal with that, so my life might seem to be a pipe dream
But it's my dream
[Verse Two: Danimal Lector]
They think I'm stupid to assume I'm shooting to the moon
But I can make it, dude, I'm doing it soon
I'mma prove them wrong, you fucking fruit of the looms
Get the Hoover and a broom, I've been grouped in this room
So too long, I'm a blow now
Feel the clack, sit back, there's a showdown
And I'm driven to Smith and Wesson in the middle of this recession
Cause when it gets to arrestin'
Shit's gonna go down
Do I think the end is close? Well yes and know, you never know, forever fo
Been on my toes since seven years old and sold my soul around eleven or so
Destined to blow, but yes I chose, some shady people to call my friends
Flawless gem, what you'd call a ten, so, fuck all of them
Will I make it or not? I don't know, man it all depends
Little love, lotta heart, dick in the butthole, throttle, start
I'm giving it gas, living fast, bitch relax
I got this
So kiss my ass with your tits in my lap and lick the shaft of this rocket
I'm on top and I ain't stoppin'
Cause losing ain't an option
Staying true, remaining humble, stick your moves, and then I dodge them
Till I'm knockin' on deaths door, rotten
You can see that
This is me, I'm making history, believe that
[Hook: Danimal Lector]
Even if they're out of reach, you gotta chase your dreams
Or I have to live with the what if's and maybe's
But I can't deal with that, so my life might seem to be a pipe dream
But it's my dream
Even if they're out of reach, you gotta chase your dreams
Or I have to live with the what if's and maybe's
But I can't deal with that, so my life might seem to be a pipe dream
But it's my dream
