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• Artiste: Horrorshow
• Titre: 88 Bars (Behind The Scenes)
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One time for your mind, one time for ya One time for your mind, one time, yeah One time for ya, one time for ya One time for your mind, one time You can tell a whole lot by what a person's not saying Read between the lines, notice what they’re leaving out My body language lets you know just what I be about Look me in the eyes, you can see I’m not playing, because This is not a game, and I am not the same Man who is standing in my place, 'cause a lot has changed Looking at the time, thinking how it got away Still I got a way with words to paint a summers day When the air smelled sweeter and the light felt different Sky looking brighter through the eyes of an infant Inner revolution spinning up on my Discman We’ll soon see a change in the water; a state of disorder Fast forward to the not too distant I’m living out crystal clear images I been spitting They call me Kid Solo, it’s clear that I’m not kidding Tryna break up out of a box I do not fit in Fuck Australian hip-hop, this is stadium hip-hop That climbed up out of the subterranean hip-hop Living on stolen land, illegal alien hip-hop All shades of the gradient, Homo sapien hip-hop There's a whole lot going on behind the scenes We locking people up just for trying to be free While these fucking politicians keep on lying through their teeth Man, I swear we ought to riot in the streets, let me tell you there's a Whole lot going on behind the scenes More than meets the eye, don’t believe everything you see 'Cause we living in a time when our vision is as blind as it’s ever been Everybody hiding behind a screen There's a whole lot going on behind the scenes Having trouble maintaining sobriety Drugs, alcohol, depression, anxiety I been lying to everybody, shit, I even tried to lie to me And just from looking at me you could never tell That my head's spinning, ears ringing from the decibels Tryna outrun the demons, caught up with the jezebels With the team rolling deeper than Adele, but if you know me well Well then you know that I’m a show and tell Ever since I was a teen been sharing my notes to self Gotta suffer for your art and it’s hard to measure up Keeping calm under pressure when I’m feeling overwhelmed See I’ve come a long way from the front row of the Hoods But somewhere along the way got overtook The fans read me like an open book But still I’m overlooked, underrated, overworked and under-booked There's a whole lot going on behind the scenes Lot of jealousy and sibling rivalry Got me looking at my brothers, thinking how they stole my thunder I got love but this game'll make you turn on one another, there's a Whole lot going on behind the scenes The wins and the losses and everything in between That's why I keep it humble, rolling with the elephants up in the jungle Hear the rumble, the last of a dying breed Word to Adit, word to Cole, word to Urthy, word to Gary Word to Snarl, word to Dale, Caitlin, Owen, Ash and Sally 'Cause I know they got my back, yeah, them people be family And they back me even though I’ll probably never win a Grammy There's a whole lot going on behind the scenes But everything ain’t always what it seems See they spinning tall tales, skipping minor details That they signed to major labels in a corporate machine But not me, I keep it mean, keep it honest, keep it hungry Keep it indie, keep it raw and always keep it a hun-g Sometimes we make it beautiful, sometimes we make it ugly But we always make it truthful and that’s why the people love me All along I been strong, had to learn how to be stronger I held it all together, couldn’t take it any longer I told you last album that I didn’t wanna wait It’s my time, high time I put some food up on the plate And life is just a series of forks in the road And when you try to put a square through a circle then it’s flaws'll show I guess by now, yo, I really oughta know Watched her walking down the aisle, guess I didn’t get to walk her home Whole lot going on behind the scenes I put it in my rhymes, tryna put my mind at ease On my late night hype when I’m writing to these beats ‘Could you keep it down please, some of us are tryna sleep’ So I hit the front door and I head to The Dispensary To see the group professor, hoping that he got the remedy Over what he prescribe, I describe what is said to me It’s cheaper than the money I been spending on my therapy There's a whole lot going on behind the scenes I needed time to grow, even needed time to grieve Don’t think I don’t appreciate the irony Of showing you my diary hoping that you respect my privacy So there you have it, didn’t catch it, you better rewind that shit My style got the rap addicts in a mild panic New Normal 'bout to drop, be a certified classic Believe it’s going down like the fucking Titanic, hold up