My Life - The M.C.
All this time I've been wondering where I belong now I see clearly my whole life is just a song, when I was young empty cabinets the only one eating was the first one grabbing it and hand-me-downs we kept on handing down every pair of jeans I had had the knees ripped out them them beat up socks inside small shoes whenever something was needed it was all you and if you fall you got no helping hand I grew up in a Land of 20° sand I remember putting plastic over the windows huddled in a blanket in the corner so we didn't get cold couldn't really be poorer had no hot water showing up to school dirty that's all that I thought of and it wasn't like we chose to be that way dad had a good job and he slaved away then he got laid off of had s*** to pay off had every day off and we couldn't stave off the poverty keep getting screwed over by the taxes on the property Uncle Sam's Monopoly caught us off-guard and we couldn't manage properly shit got hard no milk in the fridge and no field trips I already knew don't bring home no permission slip I had a teacher thought it was funny he was cracking jokes I wanted to pop his head like a f****** cantaloupe I was a kid surrounded by sadness and madness fed up with the badshit Id had it all I really wanted was a life that was average always wondering why the f*** I could not have it All this time I've been wondering where I belong now I see clearly my whole life is just a song Like fuck Drake said you started from the bottom but you grew up as a kid with an inground pool when I was a youngun I had no heat, no clothes, no food and no shoes I remember hitting up the pantry to feed the family, never had s*** for the can drive I be looking around for a jar of peanut butter Knowing damn well that's the type of shit I can't find, in the summer no ac 90 degree heat got me feeling Spacey but I just dealt, telling myself one day I be living swell, picked up a pen and started rapping real well, it's called goal and it made me dope and it kept me focused and it kept me hopeful so even if I gotta walk across hot coals I'll thank the father for what I have to go through All this time I've been wondering where I belong now I see clearly my whole life is just a song
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All this time I've been wondering where I belong now I see clearly my whole life is just a song, when I was young empty cabinets the only one eating was the first one grabbing it and hand-me-downs we kept on handing down every pair of jeans I had had the knees ripped out them them beat up socks inside small shoes whenever something was needed it was all you and if you fall you got no helping hand I grew up in a Land of 20° sand I remember putting plastic over the windows huddled in a blanket in the corner so we didn't get cold couldn't really be poorer had no hot water showing up to school dirty that's all that I thought of and it wasn't like we chose to be that way dad had a good job and he slaved away then he got laid off of had s*** to pay off had every day off and we couldn't stave off the poverty keep getting screwed over by the taxes on the property Uncle Sam's Monopoly caught us off-guard and we couldn't manage properly shit got hard no milk in the fridge and no field trips I already knew don't bring home no permission slip I had a teacher thought it was funny he was cracking jokes I wanted to pop his head like a f****** cantaloupe I was a kid surrounded by sadness and madness fed up with the badshit Id had it all I really wanted was a life that was average always wondering why the f*** I could not have it All this time I've been wondering where I belong now I see clearly my whole life is just a song Like fuck Drake said you started from the bottom but you grew up as a kid with an inground pool when I was a youngun I had no heat, no clothes, no food and no shoes I remember hitting up the pantry to feed the family, never had s*** for the can drive I be looking around for a jar of peanut butter Knowing damn well that's the type of shit I can't find, in the summer no ac 90 degree heat got me feeling Spacey but I just dealt, telling myself one day I be living swell, picked up a pen and started rapping real well, it's called goal and it made me dope and it kept me focused and it kept me hopeful so even if I gotta walk across hot coals I'll thank the father for what I have to go through All this time I've been wondering where I belong now I see clearly my whole life is just a song
@The_M.C. .... when the effort goes into the creativity like this ....i.e.- rhyme schemes, delivery, adjectives, ....and overall creativity.......ill wait 2 years in between tracks, lol.. Im the same way. Yeag we could all put out 10 tracks a day of sum boo-boo....but who wants that?!. I dont know how long it took to write this and get it done, just know the time in between posts for whatever reason....the bottom line....This shit 🔥🔥🔥 and better than 90% of signed rappers. If you a true head that respects real hip-hop you will agree wit me. Nice work.
This is creative asf! Niceee!💯💯💯
Hi @The_M.C.! Welcome to our feedback of 'My Life - The M.C.'! 💥 Great rhyme skills, you got the poetry flowin'! You've clearly thought of the meaning behind your track so listeners can relate. 👍 Dope delivery, the track flows real nice. 🎶 Great choice of beat, this is pairing very well with your delivery style. 🎼 Solid mix, the recording quality is great! ✔ Yo this flow on this song is amazing. Love the beat on this! the mix is pretty decent as well. Keep dropping that he bro bro! You got talent, you just need to polish your tracks a bit more! You're almost there! We can't wait to hear what else you got in store! All the best, The Rap Fame Team 😎
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