Sha Stimuli - Coast 2 Coast Weekly 5 lyrics

Look they say I'm suicidal
I always use the Bible
I'm trying to gain composure
I'm bout to lose my title
Cause, I don't feel like
Being Stimuli no more
I only wanted kids to listen
Have my disc inside the store
I wanted chicks to want to be with me
It's like I'm rhyming for the fame and money
Man it's funny, shit I think I got off course
I would talk bullshit
But my voice gets kinda hoarse horse
Got me feeling like jockey on a
Track when I go off
On the beats like an abuser, life is amusing
So you wonder why I sound down
Ever since I found out my
Homeboy was found drown
Some of my recital started seeming suicidal
And I sat my inner clown down
But, I still be giggling at
These clowns round the industry i see 'em
I wanna just take the pound down and hit 'em
But, I'm spitting
I could probably make a killing
Off a CD so to really make
A killing would be silly wait!
I told y'all I was on a mission
To give people what was missing
I was pissed at my position
I get Myspace messages like
"When will niggas listen?"
Feels like I should be quitting but
This shit is my religion so I can't
I'ma still be in the rap biz
Round the time that the Cool Kids have kids
Lil' Mama will be a mama
And Yung Berg's ass will be Old
Berg and I'ma still throw words
50 still gon' be 50
Y'all still be flowing fam
Souljahboy will be a Souljah man
And I'll Be There
Like the Jackson 5, rapping live
Ask me why I call myself a the present
Why I feel like I'm a legend
Why my CD feels like Heaven
When you play it, it can take you to a
Place like I'm a reverend
With a sermon, wait a second y'all
I know what the ghetto needs
It's not these fake MOP's
Nah, see every time you play they shit
It feels real real like a
Game on Nintendo Wii but just depend on me
Cause my shit is not a video game
It hit's you hard and it sit's on your brain
I gotta do it different
Some say I sound suicidal
Cause my music goes in a confusing cycle
See, it's like I'm grinding from the bottom
Just to make it from the bottom
Now my mission is to do it for survival
Shit is like I'm in the basement
But, I'm taking the stairs climbing up
And every single step has taken some years
I'm trying to reach the penthouse
And I'm swearing I'm there
I'm thinking I'm near the top B
But, I ain't even hit the lobby
I was Unsigned Hype like Eminem and Common
But they made it
I feel like I don't got anything in common
I'm told this the bottom but
I'm never ever stopping look at rap
It's like a villain and I'm
Bruce Wayne in Gotham
Lot of cats is Jokers and I
Don't even got a Robin
No sidekick, I'm on my Blackberry, holla
Throw me up a signal or
A riddle and I promise
I will be there with the llama
If my dude's got a problem
If a girl's horizon calling me
I'm bringing condoms
It's like Gomorrah and Sodom with whores
Groupies and drama my man
Just got clapped touching someone's baby mama
And he never even knew the dude
Existed till he popped him
The game's tough and the streets pressure me
But, I will not let it Heath Ledger me
So I'm the Joker without the make up
The first solo artist to break up
Who's fucking with me?