Jontee - Impact of Rap (feat. J Matthew)
It's a
It's affliction, feelings, living, a religion, if you so will
You could fight for rap, yeah lose for rap, we give it back
Wonder is it real, will we die on this hill
Is it kill or be killed? Do you have enough will
I've got convictions, vision, wisdom and ambition for a living
Influenced, I've been through it, without drive I've still been driven
Drugs won't get you close, you bitches trippin' on your goals
It's not a sober boast, as knowledge goes, it goes to show
God only knows, yeah
I'm a little scared I might just die before I'm done
Might just never have a son, or even worse I might get one
Tell me what you would do, embrace the life or try to run
Yeah I always sucked at ballin', can't even roll my thumbs
So now they ask me what's a life of rap and insufficient funds
I watch them started laughing I rap for purpose not for fun
Cause some people find some shit to do and they do what they want
But to me some might have to do with everything I got, yeah
What's rap done for you
All I know is, without hip-hop I might not have been here today
Let's get it
Similar times I pray for
Get up in line or get low
Head to the top from below
Flow so cold, get a coat
You got waves, I'm on boat
Break the ice but I float
Kick a hoe, I get bold
Lil bitch, come on
Matthew season, get excited
Smoking trees and you invited
Girl, I see you come and ride it
I got dreams that could be frightening
My guy, huh, got a mind as bright as lightning
My guy, huh, yeah
Got an itch in my soul, bitch
I got you fiending for more
They call me frankly insane and people talk and they claim
But you ain't fooling JMA because I know what you are
Man, I know what you ain't
You a tourist, you just visit
You're Houdini, I'm implicit
What you know about sleepless night with no breaks
with no limit
You just pray while I'm the spirit
You just watch me while I'm playing
On your phone or your display
You're a fake and now this shit is what I'm saying
Matthew
everyone who knows me know I really need some time off
Scared I might break if I ever step away far
Nobody pray for me
Shit, I'm fine with the odds
So even if I burn in hell, I've set my two cents to God
made my way to dreaming, out of make believe scheming
It's everything it's made out to be and nothing like it
So if the ball's in my court, well, I'm trying to spike it
Some say there's punch in that bar
Choice is yours, am I a
Life connoisseur, or a club brawler
What you involved with
Bet the house and went all in
Just even in pairs you could die before you got started
But that's just what it means to be a rap artist
But we're all fine with that though
If somethings everything to you, man
Everything else is just things, so
You're lucky if you ain't got that kind of passion
you feel
Written by:
Jonathan Lönnqvist, Robin Mattson
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