Relly the Emcee - Closer

Closer
Closer
So close that i can taste it
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, ya yeah)
I can taste it
I can taste it
When it rains it pours
No umbrellas no shelter for ya boy
But through the storm i learned to endure
Wasn't sure if this music thing would ever shake
All the talent in the world but couldnt catch a break
Spending hours in a session till my songs perfected
My sister said you getting older
Try a new direction
Frustrated cuz I'm stuck between generations
Should i give em straight bars
Or melodies and cadence
I mediated and i picked the one that resonated
Content rap give you music that can elevate ya
This Elevation for the people who are melanated
And all races listen close and get educated
I can write the hardest punchlines ever then erease it
Ya bars mean nothing if ya fans ain't that relating
I rap about my flaws to the money I'm making
The obstacles I'm facing
The top is still vacant ima chase it till i'm
Closer
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, ya yeah)
Closer (Closer oohhh)
So close that i can taste it
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, ya yeah)
I can taste it
I can taste it
Came home from a bid and i was down bad
Built a studio in the garage at my dad's pad
Recorded all local rappers I needed money
Thirty for a mix but gave em four for one hundred
I was hustling, Music too loud
Momma fussing every hour of the day bass thumping
Wasn't comfortable with niggas coming by the house
Time consuming couldn't put my own music out
Had to make a decsicion
Eyes burning engineering
Cloud of smoke like a thousand Ghost's
I told my session mane you gotta go
Kicked em out the yo
and started on my album
Nw if you want a session
It's one hundred bucks an hour
Patience brig profit
And money brings power
And still made a killing with the sour
Bouquets of flowers
Stack money tall as a tower
I never once pouted or doubted
And somehow I'm getting
Closer
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, ya yeah)
Closer (Closer oohhh)
So close that i can taste it
(I can taste it, I can taste it, I can taste it)
I can taste it
I can taste it
It was all a dream
Wishing i was in the source magazine
Five mic's on my latest Ep
Sales doing well
Fresh as hell in the XXL
Mom's would trip if i made the freshman list
I feel I'm moving backwards trapping to get rich
But gotta take the risk cuz this the only life i get
I never asked for nothing
And nobody gave me shit
I put all money in word to neighborhood nip
Seen a glitch in the matrix
Couldn't decode it, couldn't escape it
The natural thing to do was embrace it
I was going through stages
Became a man as I progressed through them stages
And now I'm so close i can taste it
Got my mind fixated on chasing greatness
Tightly tied my laces
The marathon continues keep pacing
Holding on like suspenders
The down and distance fourth and inches
The suspence on if I'll get it got me wigging
I can win it If i get a bit
Closer
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, ya yeah)
Closer (Closer oohhh)
So close that i can taste it
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, I can taste it)
I can taste it
I can taste it
Fuck it I'm done waiting

Written by:
Terrell Miller

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