BAD45 - True To Yourself

1st Verse:
51.45 degrees north. 7.02 degrees east is where I be
Born and raised / golden days / lasting memories
In the coal district / holy shit / sometimes you’ve gotta be cold with it
People get agonistic / egoistic / they be blowing shit
Outta proportion / but know this, kid / ain’t nothing but a slight distortion
No need to lose your cool / all they is trying to do is sorting you out
Trying to see who is who / quick game of peek-a-boo
…Pay ‘em no mind
Boy, you know I stay on the grind / hustling, busting my ass off
Continue growing, one day at a time / keep options, no deadlock
I’ve been through plenty of years of bad crop / hope: I mustn’t give that up
Fed up with shit / a story of bad luck but things turned out for the better
Never forget where you coming from, though / household name or John Doe
Whatever you turn out to be / where ever you end up: rental or condo
Always stay true to yourself / as long as it’s suiting yourself
Fuck these self-centered fakes / only focus on who really cares
Over Hook (x2):
Wooooooahhhh, ooh woah, oh, oh, oh /No matter where you gooooooo /Stay true to yourself (self) ooh woah oh

Hook:
I knew when I wrote this shit / you’s gonna quote this shit
Blueprint, I’m focused, kid / bringing you no bogus shit
You know I’m getting it / I stay true to that slick kid
That grew up in the coal district

2nd Verse:
So, when I shuffle off this mortal coil / bury me on coal-bearing soil
Cos a middle-class boy’ll / need no royal-like burial on pride territory
Although I don’t wanna go back / I don’t deny my past cos it’s the path
That lead to this / capture this / rapturous / applause, every time I step to this…
Imagine this: a poor little brat brought up to be a sore loser
Broke these chains and fought off his preordained poor future
Man-o-man, didn’t nobody expect this shit from me, huh?
… Now, who’s the
Fucking one with the last laugh, you damn bastards? Truth is the past hurts
But it proved to be no adverse / impact, in fact / it boosts me to blast first
And shoot down criticism / when errbody didn’t / I envisioned
What could be / what it should be has always been clear to me, no mental prison
I’m feeding off haterism / yours and mine / what’s yours is mine
I got that Ruhrpott state of mind / tout le jour, I stay on the grind
Some might say I’m borderline / tough luck, you whores, I’m fine
Motivation fails to decline / so know that I, relentlessly, will go for mine
Over Hook (x2):
Wooooooahhhh, ooh woah, oh, oh, oh /No matter where you gooooooo /Stay true to yourself (self) ooh woah oh

Hook:
I knew when I wrote this shit / you’s gonna quote this shit
Blueprint, I’m focused, kid / bringing you no bogus shit
You know I’m getting it / I stay true to that slick kid
That grew up in the coal district

3rd Verse:
Back in the days, a cool Stauder and a pack of blue Gauloises
Took me to the stars / nowadays a nice Vape / puts me into similar mind-state
State of mind / whatever, wherever your path might takes / you
Stay the line / make sure you stay true to who you are
Change and progress ain’t no setbacks / and it ain’t no shame to accept facts
And respect that / but people tend to do a huge Heckmeck
But if you played your cards right and got a blackjack / I mean, then, what the heck
… Look past that
Let ‘em talk, do your thang / can’t pause, ain’t no game / do your walk and again
Focus on what’s important / realize your fortune / for as long as I can
I will keep exploring new avenues / huge revenues / what I dreamt of as a juv-
Enile / and I / still fit the same damn shoe
For me it’s not back to the roots / cos, I ain’t never left, to tell the truth
I despise any wise-ass, born with a silver spoon / in their mouth, and to top it all, whose
Only accomplishment is to once not max out all cards, damn
‘Fore I’d ever become one of them / you’re gonna see Jenner with his dick in her hand
Over Hook x2

Hook