Reks - Like a Star lyrics
[Reks - Like a Star lyrics]
Yea, Thats good static, man
You gotta slow that shit down for a second
Man they gotta listen to the words, man
Check i eat any instrumental
But my sons can’t eat beats
So do I feed the seed or the mental
SUV or the rental good job or the lottery
Rental in the hood or beach property
Nothing stopping me
But the man in the mirror staring solemnly
Like the whole world got it out for me
Sorry for thyself like
Wealth well will never be a part of me
I give in every artery
But arteries don't clock-in
Arteries just clock-out, grim reaper knocking
The devil won’t get knocked-out
All this cock blocking
I think of Pac and how when
He died in his prime
Like damn, what we need most is time
We dribble or we rush for the first down
Scribble in the verse now
Rhyme the track to remember how it ends
Hurt sound
The Earth round, some thought it was flat
Will I get credit when them kids look back
Can I win some?
I get upset cause I just wanna
Be treated the way you are like a star
Since music's expressions of life
Damn I wish I took more time to write
(Reks "filling my notebook")
Yea, Yea, Check, Yo each day that go by
I think about my
Homies in the sky, gotta ask God why
Why you let the love die
Why the hate crimes rise
That makes moms eyes water, eyes on the prise
Sized tend apon the concrete
Walking on the lines, with street signs
Me crying peddlers time settling beef
I'm minding the sheets, rhyming the beats
Trying to reach, for magazines
Not the ones for the heat
I'm talking XXL cover expel
Brother real educated
Kings spitter, still a street dweller
Do you seek hell or heavens halo's?
Hello to demons or the angels
Love I seek, I'm so thankful
Cause god grant you life
To live to the fullest
The devil pull us through gutters
Slums killing for colour
Bullets cover the young
Slums lost to mothers
Who suffers bodies below, souls rose above us
I get upset cause I just wanna
Be treated the way you are like a star
Since music's expressions of life
Damn I wish I took more time to write
(Reks "filling my notebook")
We are who we are, we fall
We crawl through it
Gazing at the stars from a far judas
Plotting demise on my rise
My eyes scour the skies
Look for heaven in accumulous clouds beside
My enemies friends can be shady
Fuck a club getting wavy, Shit, I got a baby
My baby's now a toddler, crazy
Holler when I touch down, maybe
24 7 on 'air waves' baby
To follow, be all I can be, motto
Cause i know the trap of the beast
So I avoid rap over beats, paranoid like
I should just be employed
A job might do me well
Hobby's no good for bills
Rapping my hobby, Bobby Marley
Had a vision to spread love
I try to rise above i hate it though
That my niggers can’t make it too
I get upset cause I just wanna
Be treated the way you are like a star
Since music's expressions of life
Damn I wish I took more time to write
(Reks "filling my notebook")
You gotta slow that shit down for a second
Man they gotta listen to the words, man
Check i eat any instrumental
But my sons can’t eat beats
So do I feed the seed or the mental
SUV or the rental good job or the lottery
Rental in the hood or beach property
Nothing stopping me
But the man in the mirror staring solemnly
Like the whole world got it out for me
Sorry for thyself like
Wealth well will never be a part of me
I give in every artery
But arteries don't clock-in
Arteries just clock-out, grim reaper knocking
The devil won’t get knocked-out
All this cock blocking
I think of Pac and how when
He died in his prime
Like damn, what we need most is time
We dribble or we rush for the first down
Scribble in the verse now
Rhyme the track to remember how it ends
Hurt sound
The Earth round, some thought it was flat
Will I get credit when them kids look back
Can I win some?
I get upset cause I just wanna
Be treated the way you are like a star
Since music's expressions of life
Damn I wish I took more time to write
(Reks "filling my notebook")
Yea, Yea, Check, Yo each day that go by
I think about my
Homies in the sky, gotta ask God why
Why you let the love die
Why the hate crimes rise
That makes moms eyes water, eyes on the prise
Sized tend apon the concrete
Walking on the lines, with street signs
Me crying peddlers time settling beef
I'm minding the sheets, rhyming the beats
Trying to reach, for magazines
Not the ones for the heat
I'm talking XXL cover expel
Brother real educated
Kings spitter, still a street dweller
Do you seek hell or heavens halo's?
Hello to demons or the angels
Love I seek, I'm so thankful
Cause god grant you life
To live to the fullest
The devil pull us through gutters
Slums killing for colour
Bullets cover the young
Slums lost to mothers
Who suffers bodies below, souls rose above us
I get upset cause I just wanna
Be treated the way you are like a star
Since music's expressions of life
Damn I wish I took more time to write
(Reks "filling my notebook")
We are who we are, we fall
We crawl through it
Gazing at the stars from a far judas
Plotting demise on my rise
My eyes scour the skies
Look for heaven in accumulous clouds beside
My enemies friends can be shady
Fuck a club getting wavy, Shit, I got a baby
My baby's now a toddler, crazy
Holler when I touch down, maybe
24 7 on 'air waves' baby
To follow, be all I can be, motto
Cause i know the trap of the beast
So I avoid rap over beats, paranoid like
I should just be employed
A job might do me well
Hobby's no good for bills
Rapping my hobby, Bobby Marley
Had a vision to spread love
I try to rise above i hate it though
That my niggers can’t make it too
I get upset cause I just wanna
Be treated the way you are like a star
Since music's expressions of life
Damn I wish I took more time to write
(Reks "filling my notebook")