Tiger Eye - A Penny For Your Thoughts lyrics

[Verse 1] And I'm about nothing I just started to rap so I could count something All of the views on my Youtube Likes on my Facebook Cash, selling tickets, these shows oughta be live These wannabe guys got me, motley crews stop me co*ky dudes watch me Ain't no Versace in these raps Mac 10 gun metal sungla**es Back then was back then now son, pa** it I've seen things like I've done acid Even if I'm up last I finish strong then run laps I've done pa**ed that, these kids want music To bruise their lungs and cruise to Abused young minds I used to want to spite Despite growing up around all the same sh** My life can get confusing I'm a fusion, of a kid that wants to rap And one that wants to dress nice and live that no stress life [Hook] Don't count on me The whole world fell down on me I'm doubting myself Cheers to this game, man, at least he played it And any thoughts would be appreciated [Verse 2] So when you can't afford recording Cause all of these other things need your attention And they're still important Don't say I didn't tell ya Am I the criminal? For wanting to take my girl Somewhere nice to eat, and lately There's a lot of other sh** I'd rather do Than lay it down in the booth and that's the truth I'm a true MC And with all of the odds against me I turned it back on you wack ba*tard I mastered the snake eyes the same god That forgot his words On the last verse of his performance -----enormous mistakes --- I've learned that you can't perform the same five songs At every show, and expect your fans to keep buying tickets Skin and Bones says I'm almost out of time And I believe him, can't conceive of when I'm Leaving this game, I dream of being famous easily But not for those same cliché reasons I want it cause I'm different and If you listen you know that [Hook] [Verse 3] You can listen to all of these other cats And even if they wack, they spit it how they see it And if it's from the heart, that sh** gives me chills Rest in peace to Bill Sams When your hands stop moving who'd of thought You'd lose your life, now you're living on through The music, this song's personal, probably won't be a hit Or get on any blogs, but at least I recorded my thoughts I do it for those, small amounts of downloads On my Soundcloud, allow myself to speak aloud Let alone record it, the end