E-Dubble - Never Heard lyrics
[E-Dubble - Never Heard lyrics]
Real life in every sentence
Lyrics so pensive
I wanna weave a narrative instead
I'll just pen this
Tryna figure out exactly how
To find a balance
Is a challenge so I'm clinging
To this makeshit balast
The callouses under knuckles
The feathers keep gettin' ruffled
The wrinkles upon the forehead are
Proof of everyday struggle
Everybody has got em' not saying
That I am special but i won't bow down when
This frown is my expression
Bucklin' under pressure is somethin'
I can't attest to
I'm workin with what I got
They want answers from little test tubes
Hollerin' at depression
Bi-polar is what my flow is
If you listen to my music then
Homey you might know this
Tryin' to make dope shit
When you feelin' hopeless (double when)
Is kinda like- NOT- letting go
Of that rope swing
It's gonna end poorly, corny, and ornery
You try to fight the feeling
That's revealed inside your voice
But emotions cause a stutter throat's
Tighter than a rubber
You wanna do something different
You sensitive little fucker
Looking for brain candy
Gleemonex would be handy
But the kids ain't in the hall
There in the stall drinkin' brandy
And you didn't catch an invite
Overdeveloped insight
You overthink the overtones and wish
That you were in tight but, you ain't
And you can't manufacture their acceptence
So FUCK IT you little weirdo-
Go ahead and be yourself
When you put some truth in your
Lyrics some call that gay
Ignorant motherfuckers I call that pain
Yapping off at the mouth
About some feminine trait's
You the jealous one fella can't
Be who you ain't
And don't stick me in a genre
Hip hop is good and
That's the mothafuckin mantra
Feelin like a kid I'm with
My cousin playing contra
And he knew how to get the
Extra guns so it was bonkers
Shit man it was bonkers
Lyrics so pensive
I wanna weave a narrative instead
I'll just pen this
Tryna figure out exactly how
To find a balance
Is a challenge so I'm clinging
To this makeshit balast
The callouses under knuckles
The feathers keep gettin' ruffled
The wrinkles upon the forehead are
Proof of everyday struggle
Everybody has got em' not saying
That I am special but i won't bow down when
This frown is my expression
Bucklin' under pressure is somethin'
I can't attest to
I'm workin with what I got
They want answers from little test tubes
Hollerin' at depression
Bi-polar is what my flow is
If you listen to my music then
Homey you might know this
Tryin' to make dope shit
When you feelin' hopeless (double when)
Is kinda like- NOT- letting go
Of that rope swing
It's gonna end poorly, corny, and ornery
You try to fight the feeling
That's revealed inside your voice
But emotions cause a stutter throat's
Tighter than a rubber
You wanna do something different
You sensitive little fucker
Looking for brain candy
Gleemonex would be handy
But the kids ain't in the hall
There in the stall drinkin' brandy
And you didn't catch an invite
Overdeveloped insight
You overthink the overtones and wish
That you were in tight but, you ain't
And you can't manufacture their acceptence
So FUCK IT you little weirdo-
Go ahead and be yourself
When you put some truth in your
Lyrics some call that gay
Ignorant motherfuckers I call that pain
Yapping off at the mouth
About some feminine trait's
You the jealous one fella can't
Be who you ain't
And don't stick me in a genre
Hip hop is good and
That's the mothafuckin mantra
Feelin like a kid I'm with
My cousin playing contra
And he knew how to get the
Extra guns so it was bonkers
Shit man it was bonkers