“Stand Out”

April 22, 2011 | Lyrics

VERSE 1:
I do this for my culture, no image to protect/
just broken down lives and broken objects/
disgusted with how far that my greedy eyes stretch/
preoccupied with fame ’cause I’m tryna be the next/
no famous relative to help me with my master plans/
just family members that came over seas from other lands/
shit I’d fake a smile, before I walk around depressed/
plus I want success, I’m not accepting nothing less/
they say a man is judged by the way that he provides/
I don’t wanna have to die for people to realize/
following the trend, to me is ill advised/
’cause the world will judge you regardless of how you feel inside/
niggas say they fly, but they ain’t touch the sky/
they ain’t even off the ground they just talkin’ from their pride/
its easy to reside in the valley where walk/
but it’s harder to think before you even get to talk/

CHORUS (2X):
Before I lay my head to go to sleep/
i say a little prayer for my soldiers in the street/
cause I don’t wanna die for people to realize/
I’m looking for a sign but, it’ll be alright/

VERSE 2:
These damn Gucci niggas, got no love for us hooptie niggas/
and all the while groupie ladies wanna mooch your figures/
Scorsese couldn’t make a better movie picture/
Mumia Abu-Jamal I capture all my listeners/
freedom is relative, I’m feeling like a prisoner/
every day I’m sicker ’cause I got dropped by CIGNA/
Now it’s beneficial cards and mediocre service/
and I’m startin’ to go nuts ’cause the media’s a circus/
they say here is where all the meteors are headed/
i love starting drama, I’m learning how to dead it/
i love doing work and giving GOD all the credit/
i live life wisely, so I don’t regret it/
I’m a super nova so my aura’s so magnetic/
and every time I spit a verse, it gets eclectic/
got show these skeptics they could never critic/
and if they wanna get it, they can get it/

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