Confessions of a Dangerous Mind Remix by The Wordshipper Lyrics
[Verse]
People be telling me to turn to hatred
I tell myself that I’m levels above it
Most of these people around me sedated
They think my only intent is become rich
Yeah I just got my own first pair of Yeezy’s
But I’m not blinded by money, believe me
They only believe what they see on T.V
They all just hating on me cause it’s easy
Money ain’t make me much better at rapping. Practice does, that’s why I always be snappin’
Hide in your shell wishing that you were living
Cause if you ain’t living, you cannot be winning
A trophy ain’t shit, and a Grammy ain’t either
Cause swimming was perfect but lost in the bay like Katrina, felt like a heart that was just stabbed by a cleaver, maybe in the femur
What can I say, I’m a dreamer
Another birthday, I’m alive like a streamer
But with age people seem to get meaner
This grass, it ain’t greener
That’s one of the reasons I’ve quit social media
Screaming out loud I fucking hate the media
One day, this shit won’t even matter, cause I’ll be dying on a bed with leukemia
Hope if I die that the Lord takes me quickly
Yes, obviously, I mean that shit sincerely
Be too focused on models in bikinis to give a fuck about your wife with a preemie
That is the mindset of people today
This the one message I hope to convey
Before my body begin to decay
Before my name begin to fade away
42 Years, and now my grandparents done got a divorce
So what’s gonna happen to me and my passion in 42 years, need reinforce
What if I have to kill a man, and I don’t feel no remorse?
But fuck all the hate cause when I’m in my element, I just bury em’, not talking bout corpses, yuh
[Outro]
Yeah, Yeah
Album coming soon
The Sequel
Yeah, I’m out!
People be telling me to turn to hatred
I tell myself that I’m levels above it
Most of these people around me sedated
They think my only intent is become rich
Yeah I just got my own first pair of Yeezy’s
But I’m not blinded by money, believe me
They only believe what they see on T.V
They all just hating on me cause it’s easy
Money ain’t make me much better at rapping. Practice does, that’s why I always be snappin’
Hide in your shell wishing that you were living
Cause if you ain’t living, you cannot be winning
A trophy ain’t shit, and a Grammy ain’t either
Cause swimming was perfect but lost in the bay like Katrina, felt like a heart that was just stabbed by a cleaver, maybe in the femur
What can I say, I’m a dreamer
Another birthday, I’m alive like a streamer
But with age people seem to get meaner
This grass, it ain’t greener
That’s one of the reasons I’ve quit social media
Screaming out loud I fucking hate the media
One day, this shit won’t even matter, cause I’ll be dying on a bed with leukemia
Hope if I die that the Lord takes me quickly
Yes, obviously, I mean that shit sincerely
Be too focused on models in bikinis to give a fuck about your wife with a preemie
That is the mindset of people today
This the one message I hope to convey
Before my body begin to decay
Before my name begin to fade away
42 Years, and now my grandparents done got a divorce
So what’s gonna happen to me and my passion in 42 years, need reinforce
What if I have to kill a man, and I don’t feel no remorse?
But fuck all the hate cause when I’m in my element, I just bury em’, not talking bout corpses, yuh
[Outro]
Yeah, Yeah
Album coming soon
The Sequel
Yeah, I’m out!