Horrorshow - 88 Bars (Behind the Scenes) lyrics

One time for your mind, one time for ya
One time for your mind, one time,  yeah
One time for ya,  one time for ya
One time for your mind, one time

You can tell a whole lot by
What a person's not saying
Read between the lines
Notice what they’re leaving out
My body language lets you know
Just what I be about
Look me in the eyes, you
Can see I’m not playing, because
This is not a game, and I am not the same
Man who is standing in my place
'cause a lot has changed
Looking at the time, thinking how it got away
Still I got a way with words
To paint a summers day
When the air smelled sweeter and
The light felt different
Sky looking brighter through the
Eyes of an infant
Inner revolution spinning up on my Discman
We’ll soon see a change in the
Water a state of disorder
Fast forward to the not too distant
I’m living out crystal clear
Images I been spitting
They call me Kid Solo
It’s clear that I’m not kidding
Tryna break up out of a box I do not fit in
Fuck Australian Hip-Hop
This is stadium Hip-Hop
That climbed up out of
The subterranean Hip-Hop
Living on stolen land, illegal alien Hip-Hop
All shades of the gradient
Homo sapien Hip-Hop
There's a whole lot going
On behind the scenes
We locking people up just for
Trying to be free
While these fucking politicians keep on
Lying through their teeth
Man, I swear we ought to riot in the streets
Let me tell you there's a
Whole lot going on behind the scenes
More than meets the eye
Don’t believe everything you see
'Cause we living in a time when our vision
Is as blind as it’s ever been
Everybody hiding behind a screen
There's a whole lot going
On behind the scenes
Having trouble maintaining sobriety
Drugs, alcohol, depression, anxiety
I been lying to everybody, shit
I even tried to lie to me
And just from looking at me
You could never tell
That my head's spinning
Ears ringing from the decibels
Tryna outrun the demons
Caught up with the jezebels
With the team rolling deeper than Adele
But if you know me well
Well then you know that I’m a show and tell
Ever since I was a teen been
Sharing my notes to self
Gotta suffer for your art and
It’s hard to measure up
Keeping calm under pressure when
I’m feeling overwhelmed
See I’ve come a long way from
The front row of the Hoods
But somewhere along the way got overtook
The fans read me like an open book
But still I’m overlooked, underrated
Overworked and under booked
There's a whole lot going
On behind the scenes
Lot of jealousy and sibling rivalry
Got me looking at my brothers
Thinking how they stole my thunder
I got love but this game'll make
You turn on one another, there's a
Whole lot going on behind the scenes
The wins and the losses
And everything in between
That's why I keep it humble
Rolling with the elephants up in the jungle
Hear the rumble, the last of a dying breed
Word to Adit, word to Cole, word to Urthy
Word to Gary
Word to Snarl, word to Dale, Caitlin, Owen
Ash and Sally
'Cause, I know they got my back, yeah
Them people be family
And they back me even though I’ll
Probably never win a Grammy
There's a whole lot going
On behind the scenes
But everything ain’t always what it seems
See they spinning tall tales
Skipping minor details
That they signed to major labels
In a corporate machine
But not me, I keep it mean, keep it honest
Keep it hungry keep it indie
Keep it raw and always keep it a hun-g
Sometimes we make it beautiful
Sometimes we make it ugly
But we always make it truthful and
That’s why the people love me
All along I been strong
Had to learn how to be stronger
I held it all together
Couldn’t take it any longer
I told you last album that
I didn’t wanna wait it’s my time
High time I put some food up on the plate
And life is just a series
Of forks in the road
And when you try to put a square
Through a circle then it’s flaws'll show
I guess by now, yo, I really oughta know
Watched her walking down the aisle
Guess I didn’t get to walk her home
Whole lot going on behind the scenes
I put it in my rhymes
Tryna put my mind at ease
On my late night hype when
I’m writing to these beats
‘Could you keep it down please
Some of us are tryna sleep’
So I hit the front door and
I head to The Dispensary
To see the group professor
Hoping that he got the remedy
Over what he prescribe
I describe what is said to me
It’s cheaper than the money I
Been spending on my therapy
There's a whole lot going
On behind the scenes i needed time to grow
Even needed time to grieve
Don’t think I don’t appreciate the irony
Of showing you my diary hoping
That you respect my privacy
So there you have it, didn’t catch it
You better rewind that shit
My style got the rap addicts in a mild panic
New Normal 'bout to drop
Be a certified classic
Believe it’s going down like
The fucking Titanic, hold up