[Verse: ET the Brain]
I don't believe in the secret/
I believe in the sweat, laborious evenings/
Workin hard to make it work, pourin heart and soul for dirt/
Bleed my art into the earth it's not real until it hurts/
Sub bass isn't something you hear, it's something you feel/
Fear isn't something you scream, it's something you squeal/
Failure is the footprints beating the path that you tread/
Success is the monster hiding under your bed/
Bradley Cooper took a pill and unlocked his subconscious/
Fredo Santana took a pill and it knocked him unconscious/
Say she hated semantics buzz words you feel like a busy bee/
Ask me why I'm a boss, I guess that's a mystery/
I'm not here to feed your ego and tell you you can do it/
I'm here to tell you that you're shit and your existence is useless/
You lyin to yourself and live in fear of the solution/
You only dream when you're asleep, I only dream when I'm lucid/
Don't tell me you're an anything if I don't ever see you do it/
If you was really out here strugglin you'd be really tryna prove it/
You can follow in my footsteps but know my path is rutheless/
Body size, pits lie behind every shoeprint, uh/
I worked hard for this, I won't ever have my thoughts stifled/
I might pop off at your A&R like an assault rifle/
From Vegas to Colorado my shit look like El Dorado/
I spit like my bars hollow, you live like your life hollow/
I live like my wife swallow, you live like you love to wallow/
I'll turn your pity party pussy ass to a Picasso, and have you/
Singing soprano, half Mars half Apollo/
The war of art i the art of war, that's the motherfuckin motto/
Hell do i know, I'm only 19 and self-employed/
Had to cut a lot of friends off, the were set to self-destroy/
Chasin things they didn't want cuz they never dared to dream/
Spending all their money buying Heinekens and weed/
Sometimes I wish i went that way the grass is always green/
But I always get depressed if I'm not doing it for me/
Your subconscious will always try to stop you/
If you really live the hustle motherfucker don't let it knock you/
When I rap i play the villain but I'm more like an antagonist/
I'm not a bad guy just a tackle wack pacifist/
Smack you till you're unconscious saying wake up after this/
Half these rappers is washing their own cum down with Activis/
Talkin bout my flow so dope while we both don't know/
You spit sticks I throw stones you hold cash i hold hope/
You make music or excuses, Dez said it, it's fact/
If it weren't for the local scene I'd probably have a platinum plaque/
Homie we both know that only you can hold you back/
If you wanna see success you gotta get up on the track/
[Chorus: ET the Brain]
They always told us that we could but we were satisfied with pot/
You always told yourself you would if you ever got a shot/
Go tell yourself you could've if you were young and still on top/
But yesterday you said tomorrow, now today you're in a box/
Be honest
Why aren't you living your dream
Why are you me?
I don't believe in the secret/
I believe in the sweat, laborious evenings/
Workin hard to make it work, pourin heart and soul for dirt/
Bleed my art into the earth it's not real until it hurts/
Sub bass isn't something you hear, it's something you feel/
Fear isn't something you scream, it's something you squeal/
Failure is the footprints beating the path that you tread/
Success is the monster hiding under your bed/
Bradley Cooper took a pill and unlocked his subconscious/
Fredo Santana took a pill and it knocked him unconscious/
Say she hated semantics buzz words you feel like a busy bee/
Ask me why I'm a boss, I guess that's a mystery/
I'm not here to feed your ego and tell you you can do it/
I'm here to tell you that you're shit and your existence is useless/
You lyin to yourself and live in fear of the solution/
You only dream when you're asleep, I only dream when I'm lucid/
Don't tell me you're an anything if I don't ever see you do it/
If you was really out here strugglin you'd be really tryna prove it/
You can follow in my footsteps but know my path is rutheless/
Body size, pits lie behind every shoeprint, uh/
I worked hard for this, I won't ever have my thoughts stifled/
I might pop off at your A&R like an assault rifle/
From Vegas to Colorado my shit look like El Dorado/
I spit like my bars hollow, you live like your life hollow/
I live like my wife swallow, you live like you love to wallow/
I'll turn your pity party pussy ass to a Picasso, and have you/
Singing soprano, half Mars half Apollo/
The war of art i the art of war, that's the motherfuckin motto/
Hell do i know, I'm only 19 and self-employed/
Had to cut a lot of friends off, the were set to self-destroy/
Chasin things they didn't want cuz they never dared to dream/
Spending all their money buying Heinekens and weed/
Sometimes I wish i went that way the grass is always green/
But I always get depressed if I'm not doing it for me/
Your subconscious will always try to stop you/
If you really live the hustle motherfucker don't let it knock you/
When I rap i play the villain but I'm more like an antagonist/
I'm not a bad guy just a tackle wack pacifist/
Smack you till you're unconscious saying wake up after this/
Half these rappers is washing their own cum down with Activis/
Talkin bout my flow so dope while we both don't know/
You spit sticks I throw stones you hold cash i hold hope/
You make music or excuses, Dez said it, it's fact/
If it weren't for the local scene I'd probably have a platinum plaque/
Homie we both know that only you can hold you back/
If you wanna see success you gotta get up on the track/
[Chorus: ET the Brain]
They always told us that we could but we were satisfied with pot/
You always told yourself you would if you ever got a shot/
Go tell yourself you could've if you were young and still on top/
But yesterday you said tomorrow, now today you're in a box/
Be honest
Why aren't you living your dream
Why are you me?
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