The Prelude by Teej, The Artist Lyrics
[Intro: Teej, The Artist]
Yeah
Teej
Hmm, Let’s get it!
Get one thing straight, na'amsayin’?
Yeah
[Verse: Teej, The Artist]
I like my tracks, like I Maths
Literacy. Boy, I’m lyrically ahead
My diction too deep. Fxck division
I want my notes in scientific notation
Impatient with what I want
But I’m glad to be waiting
Tryna stay away from Satan
But running from God, too
I’m too lost. This labyrinth keep changing
And every single night
These demons I’m facing
Call me the Midnight Writer
My sanity fading
And all I really want
Is for my songs to be playing
On radio frequencies
Want my name on Billboards
And them TV screens
Afraid I’ll choke, at the concerts
When I hear them screams
‘Cause I’ve always been the shy kid
Why you think I grabbed the pen?
It was to let out all my problems
But I got addicted
Now, I need my words out
For all to listen
To my words
Fxck the fame
Just wanna be heard
I don’t want that…
Desk job, either
Rather be spitting this ether
Rather be booed off stage
Than to conform to the corporates
Rather be playing, than forfeit
If not, I’m sleeping with corpses
Hol’ up
Need pops to understand
This shxt is my life
Not some’ I could learn
In University Life
Fxck that BCom
Nigga, put that beat on
I’ve always been lost
But the booth is where I belong
And this shxt is just a Prelude
Lost in the Wilderness, just wait
You’ll see soon
Yeah
Teej
Hmm, Let’s get it!
Get one thing straight, na'amsayin’?
Yeah
[Verse: Teej, The Artist]
I like my tracks, like I Maths
Literacy. Boy, I’m lyrically ahead
My diction too deep. Fxck division
I want my notes in scientific notation
Impatient with what I want
But I’m glad to be waiting
Tryna stay away from Satan
But running from God, too
I’m too lost. This labyrinth keep changing
And every single night
These demons I’m facing
Call me the Midnight Writer
My sanity fading
And all I really want
Is for my songs to be playing
On radio frequencies
Want my name on Billboards
And them TV screens
Afraid I’ll choke, at the concerts
When I hear them screams
‘Cause I’ve always been the shy kid
Why you think I grabbed the pen?
It was to let out all my problems
But I got addicted
Now, I need my words out
For all to listen
To my words
Fxck the fame
Just wanna be heard
I don’t want that…
Desk job, either
Rather be spitting this ether
Rather be booed off stage
Than to conform to the corporates
Rather be playing, than forfeit
If not, I’m sleeping with corpses
Hol’ up
Need pops to understand
This shxt is my life
Not some’ I could learn
In University Life
Fxck that BCom
Nigga, put that beat on
I’ve always been lost
But the booth is where I belong
And this shxt is just a Prelude
Lost in the Wilderness, just wait
You’ll see soon