Dan Bull - Sellout lyrics

I have a confession to make
There's no easy way to say this, so
I'll just put it out there
I've i've sold out it's brilliant!

In year 7 at school I remember
That all I aimed to be
Was a professional rapper, gamer or comedian
Well guess what, mate?
(yea?) Today I'm all three of them
And we're saving up for payments
To replace my faulty eardrums
I aspired to be "Eminem meets Monty Python"
With enough cash stockpiled to
Live my life on and now I'm getting there I
Tell myself: "nice one"
While trolls send descriptions of the
Illness I should die from
Hello, is anybody home? Turn the lights on
Why do you think that you can tell
Me what to do in my song?


Don't construct a moral code that you
Expect me to adhere to
You're a mere shrew in a field of views
So I can't even hear you
Your opinion doesn't mean a thing to me
If I'd have listened to it
I wouldn't be in this industry
Wouldn't have made the friends I
Share a passion with travel with
Make videos and have a stack
Of fun just rapping with

To make a living playing games? Hell yeah!
To make a living saying things? Hell yeah!
To start my day by writing rhymes? Hell yeah!
To never work a 9 to 5? Hell yeah!
To be my own manager? Hell yeah!
To get rich off what I
Did when I was amateur?
I'm the one that's doing things
The rest of you are talking
How can I have sold out? I never bought in

I rarely make a love song
Prefer dropping lovebombs
But when it's time to spar
I'm the first to put the gloves on
Life is a prize fight for
A shine of the limelight
And I'm loving every round of it
The Mike Tyson of my life
I remember dreading a 9 to 5, suit and tie
Talk about doing time, this was do or die
Socially acceptable type of suicide
Why should you or I let a single
Other human being rule our life
Life is an RPG, and we need more than XP
So larp with me I won't charge
A fee if you impress me
Do it deftly and there's no end
To what you can get free
I love to chase success
I state that expressly
I've never compromised my
Mission or integrity
My mission is to do whatever
I think's best for me
Eventually I'll write lyrics
On flipping everything
Meanwhile I'll take a check to give
The list a bit of editing

To make a living playing games? Hell yeah!
To make a living saying things? Hell yeah!
To start my day by writing rhymes? Hell yeah!
To never work a 9 to 5? Hell yeah!
To be my own manager? Hell yeah!
To get rich off what I
Did when I was amateur?
I'm the one that's doing things
The rest of you are talking
How can I have sold out? I never bought in

I'm not the Wolf of Wall Street
I'm just a Bull that's balls deep
In every opportunity for improvement
I see before me
A song with product placement
Creates a complication
Even when accompanied by an honest statement
And if I want to be an honored statesman
I've got to make it proper blatant
So I'm only going to say it once:
My songs are entertainment
They're not a concrete statement
And if you take a rap track as fact
Then you are mistaken
I'm not endorsing shit
Unless I say it's good
I never have and never will tell
A fib in exchange for paper
Perhaps your perspective would
Be turned round
If you'd assessed the prospective shit
That I had turned down
I've spurned thousands of pounds
From powerful people
'cause I found out just how they're
Treating creatures and it isn't peaceful
So, to all my critics and my haters
God bless
I'm not a sellout, nah, I'm a success

To make a living playing games? Hell yeah!
To make a living saying things? Hell yeah!
To start my day by writing rhymes? Hell yeah!
To never work a 9 to 5? Hell yeah!
To be my own manager? Hell yeah!
To get rich off what I
Did when I was amateur?
I'm the one that's doing things
The rest of you are talking
How can I have sold out? I never bought in