MC Blance - Small Talk (feat. PERRYDIMENSION)

Look, I lost time that I'll never get back
Been fucking stuck in a trap
Only pushes me harder cause when I snap back
Man you'll feel it, this crushing attack
I was talking to friends bout the music shit
Said once I'm on stages I'll never quit
He asked if I'm trying this shit for real
And make it really happen, told him this is it

What I really want, I'm sick of "fingers crossed"
I'm sick of "one day", sick of "it'll come"
Bro I need a star to fucking wish upon
And some big crowds that'll listen on
Need a massive studio for all my schemes
I want an orchestra, the glass in between
Cause I been laying verses right next to my bed
Since I was 14, it's a grim scene

But it's in me, guess it's in genes
Till I'm 6 feet under fucking dirt
I was looking for the meaning, think I found it
Hoping I've been through the fucking worst
11 or 12, I had written verses
Always wondered if this shit was worth it
Got no natural gifts, got no perfect pitch
But you know I always get the picture perfect

I was stunting on high school stages
Big jackets, I was looking outrageous
Soon come, I'll be bringing the rage it's
Certain people'll be calling it tasteless
Man I was playing my tunes to the folk in the flat
You should have seen their fucking faces
Man I was showing this shit to my brother
He said its amazing

Look I know I'm too cocky, can you blame me
Everyone I know they're saying it's crazy
Everyone at shows they better be raging
Cause I'll never ever ever ever be lazy
I've been malevolent, I feel insane
You get the sentiment, you feel the same
Rappers are ten a penny, I'm endangered
I was so cocky, was snapping at people that's hating like

Bro don't ask me again
I don't wanna rap for your friends
I don't want the stacks or the Benz
I just wanna max with the pen
Bro fuck a small talk
I want the throwing all the shit at the wall talk
Cause if you're talking all the shit that we all talk
You'll get the "I don't wanna be here at all" talk

Bro don't ask me again
I don't wanna rap for your friends
I don't want the stacks or the Benz
I just wanna max with the pen
Bro fuck a small talk
I want the throwing all the shit at the wall talk
Cause if you're talking all the shit that we all talk
You'll get the "I don't wanna be here at all" talk

Ripped up skin, grin
Grim is half my wing I see my
Ripped up skin
Sprinkles settle on the wing, progressing
Minimal change of anything
Encourage the embarrassing
Switch to all the saddest scenes
Can't catch up with all their calories

Write up for everything, nothing in secrecy
Just wanna breathe again, "not what the people see"
Service it equally, never a sequel please
Please all my pleasantries, what does the difference mean?
Think it's a sign I've seen never a proper team

Ripped up skin, grin
Grim is half my wing I see my
Ripped up skin
Sprinkles settle on the wing, progressing
Minimal change of anything
Encourage the embarrassing
Switch to all the saddest scenes
Can't catch up with all their calories

Bro don't ask me again
I don't wanna rap for your friends
I don't want the stacks or the Benz
I just wanna max with the pen
Bro fuck a small talk
I want the throwing all the shit at the wall talk
Cause if you're talking all the shit that we all talk
You'll get the "I don't wanna be here at all" talk

Written by:
Calvin Davidson, Matthew Blance

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