Painful Art by Ettrick Shepherd Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When I grab the mic and the second that the beat starts
People begin regretting ever calling me a retard
Reckon it was my fault that I was dealt with these cards?
About to have a meltdown and I just wanna recharge
I payed the price of fame and I ain’t even famous yet
I don’t write for pay or get respect but I still break a sweat
Build a little bit a buzz to get to where I aim to get
Just wanna be left alone so that I can remain in check
Fuck off, you’re just jealous and leaking envy
My music ain’t for everyone so don’t be unfriendly
I don’t need anybody to like it accept me
So if you don’t like my videos then unfriend me
And if I’m with brothers in the line for the tuck shop
And you ask me to splutter a rhyme then you can fuck off
I’m ‘bout to up and quit, I can’t do this no more
I’m developing a skill that I got nothing to show for
I wish I never went into that house
I came out with new hobby that I knew nothing about
I still remember hearing Eminem for the first time
My palms were sweaty after the first line
[Chorus]
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
[Verse 2]
You can't face the fact that you became a fucking hater
Nor can you come to turns with the reality, I'm no failure
Must've cut you deep like a razor and now you can't fall
Asleep cuz I'm in your head and there ain't no savour
I no longer have the patience to seek for your validation
I know I'm an aberassion so quickly get back to hating
But there's no point, I'm immune and invincible
You peasants hate my essence so make fun of me, typical
Been abused and bruised black and blue but it ain't visible
Cause the wounds ain't physical but still beyond fixable
All of you are unaware about what it is that I go through
But Joe I know you
I can guarantee you don't dude
You pretend you hate me when you hate the fact I've bested you
But into this I put blood, sweat, tears and effort too
I don't rap this shit for the crap of it so how can
You expect me not to be good at this since I've practiced it
I do this type of thing when I'm in my bed and lie asleep
All I want from you is to give me a little privacy
I can see you reckon I haven't reached my highest peak
In my opinion and yours this violent streak is right for me
Building up so silently to become the one I try to be
You say that you think I'm bad at this shit but you lie to me
I spit lyrics and limericks 'till my eyes are red as lipstick
You pussies think you're critics but at least accept I'm different
[Chorus]
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
[Bridge]
As an artist I’m tortured by own catharsis and misfortune
But I’ma spit the raw shit regardless
I can’t force it and no one can forge it
It’s causing the harshest portions of life
And strife is morphin’
[Outro (Spoken)]
Don't get it twisted
I love the fact that people are liking my music and feeling it and relating to it and stuff
But I feel like the fact that I like doing this
And this little hobby of mine
And this little dream of mine is, y'know, putting a target on my back
And so many people who just hate me for it
And tell me that I'm never gonna do it and shit
And it's annoying
And people think that I'm like a rapper and, y'know, that I get the bitches and that I smoke weed
And... no, that's not what it is
I'm, I'm just an artist
When I grab the mic and the second that the beat starts
People begin regretting ever calling me a retard
Reckon it was my fault that I was dealt with these cards?
About to have a meltdown and I just wanna recharge
I payed the price of fame and I ain’t even famous yet
I don’t write for pay or get respect but I still break a sweat
Build a little bit a buzz to get to where I aim to get
Just wanna be left alone so that I can remain in check
Fuck off, you’re just jealous and leaking envy
My music ain’t for everyone so don’t be unfriendly
I don’t need anybody to like it accept me
So if you don’t like my videos then unfriend me
And if I’m with brothers in the line for the tuck shop
And you ask me to splutter a rhyme then you can fuck off
I’m ‘bout to up and quit, I can’t do this no more
I’m developing a skill that I got nothing to show for
I wish I never went into that house
I came out with new hobby that I knew nothing about
I still remember hearing Eminem for the first time
My palms were sweaty after the first line
[Chorus]
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
[Verse 2]
You can't face the fact that you became a fucking hater
Nor can you come to turns with the reality, I'm no failure
Must've cut you deep like a razor and now you can't fall
Asleep cuz I'm in your head and there ain't no savour
I no longer have the patience to seek for your validation
I know I'm an aberassion so quickly get back to hating
But there's no point, I'm immune and invincible
You peasants hate my essence so make fun of me, typical
Been abused and bruised black and blue but it ain't visible
Cause the wounds ain't physical but still beyond fixable
All of you are unaware about what it is that I go through
But Joe I know you
I can guarantee you don't dude
You pretend you hate me when you hate the fact I've bested you
But into this I put blood, sweat, tears and effort too
I don't rap this shit for the crap of it so how can
You expect me not to be good at this since I've practiced it
I do this type of thing when I'm in my bed and lie asleep
All I want from you is to give me a little privacy
I can see you reckon I haven't reached my highest peak
In my opinion and yours this violent streak is right for me
Building up so silently to become the one I try to be
You say that you think I'm bad at this shit but you lie to me
I spit lyrics and limericks 'till my eyes are red as lipstick
You pussies think you're critics but at least accept I'm different
[Chorus]
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
It's a painful art
But I fucking love it so I'm tryna make it last
I'm afraid that I ain't gonna make it far
But there's no room for fear as I lay these bars
[Bridge]
As an artist I’m tortured by own catharsis and misfortune
But I’ma spit the raw shit regardless
I can’t force it and no one can forge it
It’s causing the harshest portions of life
And strife is morphin’
[Outro (Spoken)]
Don't get it twisted
I love the fact that people are liking my music and feeling it and relating to it and stuff
But I feel like the fact that I like doing this
And this little hobby of mine
And this little dream of mine is, y'know, putting a target on my back
And so many people who just hate me for it
And tell me that I'm never gonna do it and shit
And it's annoying
And people think that I'm like a rapper and, y'know, that I get the bitches and that I smoke weed
And... no, that's not what it is
I'm, I'm just an artist