Final Act from Identity Crisis by 3ird
Tracklist
| 15. | Final Act | 4:06 |
Lyrics
Hook
I've always kept it real, no reason to lie
When everyone turned their back I died a lil inside
I don't need validation, ain't no turning back
So feast your ears once more for the final Act
v1
I'm so crooked...I be in the slaughterhouse
Sharpening my blade, getting ready for the motor mouths
Talking all that soft shit behind my back
Yeah he gotta lil flow but his style is wack
U muhfuckas wouldn't know good if u had sex with it
If u got drama, then u can come n step with it
I was writing rhymes before u fools could speak
U got the nerve to let my name slip past ya teeth?
It's either that or they don't say it all
I overlooked the disrespect n kept walking tall
But on my mic, if I gotta do it one more time
Then I'm murdering these fools with an ax n a 9
Do u have any idea what it's like to sit back
N watch the dudes all around u,get noticed n they wack
I swear to everything I love, I'm a make it my mission
To be the greatest entertainer, ever come outta Michigan
Hook
I've always kept it real, no reason to lie
When everyone turned their back I died a lil inside
I don't need validation, ain't no turning back
So feast your ears once more for the final Act
v2
I've been pretty humble, right on up to this point
If I started to stress, I'd just roll up a joint
N watch the smoke swirl around me n just chalk it up
To bad luck, I ain't ever been the one to give a fuck
About the next man, but it's getting ridiculous
I'm being passed by cause I really don't fit in this
Preconceived notion of the image of a rapper
This industry is fucked n they got it ass backwards
They think the hood is full stupid muhfuckas
Trying to be like these dudes on they fruity album covers
Draping up in gold chains with they skinny lil jeans
Man I'm telling u,they doing all this shit for these teens
I say it needs to stop cause these fags will boast
A couple one hit wonders think they really are dope
While us hip hop heads watch our passion choke
On the strength of greedy fingers wrapped around it's throat
Hook
I've always kept it real, no reason to lie
When everyone turned their back I died a lil inside
I don't need validation, ain't no turning back
So feast your ears once more for the final Act
