A Real Feeling
• Written by dmr
dmr's Notes
My inspiration is evrthing i feel inside hater,love, ect i have a dream il chase it buit in the end i wont fake it
begins at beat enjoy
As I sit here drinking lean feeling Depressed,
drowning my sorrows weed hittin my Chest,
i cant digest this dream which im obsessed,
that is rap and to the masses i hope to impress,
had a mediocre life crippled by hate,
it never gets better and times getting late,
so i write these rhymes to try write my own fate,
so i can create a legacy and tell a story to which you can relate,
because belive it or not were all the same,
writing rhymes till we blind or litereally insane,
and its a shame that we cant break the frame,
to take reign in a world we consider a game,
well its clear i live in fear of failing,
i think my rhymes aint shit they aint breaking,
as am waiting for the labels to call im shaking,
at how frustraing it is to sit here faking,
prentending to friends and fanily that in life im happy,
no job no car no mula but rhymes are catchy,
spitting freestyles scrappy alone in my alley,
nervous as fuck at the prospect of becoming a daddy,
i dream of a better life for my kids and future wife,
but all depend on in rap i rise roll of a dice,
either way im getting wise,
while most rappers making the cash are telling lies,
i believe that truth prevails,
but from what i see it aint relate to album sales,
bitchs and money to me i cant avail,
but to be success should i fabricate my tales,
fuck no cause i never rapped for money
put up with second hand clothes small meals i aint fussy,
being true to me that will get me that alusive meeting with puffy if im lucky
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dmr
Member since February 17 2014