Love 4 Music

Verse 1:

Seven months filled with love and affection, a section of my life which now feeds my aggression

It feeds my obsession, and leads my depression,

help me fuel this fire and let's bleed on oppression (HEY!)

They say good deeds help you find solitude but I still haven't found it's longitude,

so come on dude, I get it you got a foul mood, all because you've been screwed

but you gotta drop the attitude, you gotta find some gratitude for the finer things

take yourself to where the choir sings, better yet get yourself a fire ring

Live for the moment, don't ever regret it, don't act all smart just cause you read it on reddit

You gotta hone in on yourself, find your passion and live it,

one day I'll own a mansion so I can say that I did it.

 

Hook:

I'm talking bout that Love 4 Music it helps me dream so lucid

Music is my drug and I'll so gladly abuse it, (HEY!)

this song for everyone don't you ever confuse it

That Love 4 M-U-S-I-C makes me who I wanna be (WHAT?).....

I said that Love 4 M-U-S-I-C makes me who I wanna be

 

Verse 2:

Fuck, I don't know what I'm doing, I never thought I'd see the day where my hearts the one oozing

but screw all that, my dreams are what I am pursuing, I won't ever be the one that's losing

your bitch be the one who's drooling, this game I am schooling, fuck it all my flow be soothing

better hit the floor, get low this room be fuming, my life's full of doom my head be so gloomy

I hope one day it all goes smoothly, that I'll see my own beauty, that I can make my own movie

fuck smoking a doobie, I get high off of success, and what I am about to profess,

is the love for you I still possess, I confess you left my life in a mess, but this is a test

I can feel it all in my chest, so no I can't just lay it to rest,

I'm the best motherfucker don't you ever dare detest

 

Hook:

I'm talking bout that Love 4 Music it helps me dream so lucid

Music is my drug and I'll so gladly abuse it, (HEY!)

this song for everyone don't you ever confuse it

That Love 4 M-U-S-I-C makes me who I wanna be (WHAT?).....

I said that Love 4 M-U-S-I-C makes me who I wanna be

 

Verse 3:

I get it, and I won't ever forget it, this game and a claim to fame is something hard to perfect

but when it's time to reflect, tell me. What is it that you regret? Did you live a lame life?

Marry the wrong wife? Did you carry a large knife? Whose to say what you did ain't right?