Ham Sandwich (USA) - POWER TRIP lyrics
[Ham Sandwich USA - POWER TRIP lyrics]
Choose your battles and get through the
Shit that you been living through
But I'm just tryna give these
Kids something to listen to
So if I'm ever out of shit to do
I'm out of shit to prove
Them niggas sang
But I was marching to a different tune
Did me dirty
Tossed me in the lake without an inner tube
I, call that a song without an interlude
Now I'm doing jobs and they ain't
E'en get through the interviews
Looking at my inner view, a dimmer view
I see the shade so when I talk to God
It isn't just about a sin or two
I know that I'm a sinner too
This money that I'm getting to
Could turn any saint from below to
Satan with a better view
This shit could never better you
I've feathered through
The history of man and seen unfettered truth
I wonder if your blessings even blessing you
Are they just letting you settle for mediocre
The dope boys are turning to dopes and dopers
And I think I'm getting doper
Cuz the gas here glass sphere living in a
Castle feeling trapped here
Snakes in the grass who think
That I act weird
But they the ones who backstabbing
And cappin no Blackbeard
Sailed the seven seas with niggas
That I would die for
These bilge rats runnin round
Hoping to lie more
Get off of your high horse
And look up at my score
I'm sitting pretty in positions
Niggas have died for
They think I'm an eyesore, but I soar
All the same
I swore, all the flame would be mine
I can't be concerned
With niggas who ain't even knee high
I stack what I've earned higher
I'm building an empire
And forging it in fire
And taking the entire, world
I need it all for the family
Feel like nothing could damage me
But the numbness is damaging
All my energy gathering
I lift off the ground
Head in the clouds, where I'm oft en found
Power tripping to the moon and back
But I ain't off it now
Standing at the edge of infinity
Had to talk him down
I was lookin up, but they was talking down
Took a walk around
And then became the man who's talking now
Huh so who's talking now?
The fakes are unfit for royalty
But they're often crowned
The real ones sit on the sidelines
Cuz they're often clowned
That's how I pulled all my niggas
Out of the lost and found
Last Of Our People, nigga