lirik lagu a-94 – my music
[1st verse:a-94]
back on this music
writing bull sh-t
grab a hold of
this bic to let my ink
start drooling
this paper is my mate
rapping to escape
could be my fate
but i dont get trapped
i try to find new gates
let my paper absorb up
all this sh-t that im sayin
just feels like my life im
replayin
its the same game but ill
never win cause people
can’t understand the sh-t
that im sayin!
my spits like venom so its a
great possibility that i could
get to slaying when my
words get to spraying
so id advise you to get out
of my way in this game
im not playing!
i could learn lessons to people
through my music
but it wouldn’t do no good
cause theyd never use it
they just listen to the hook
and the beat and bounce around
to their amus-m-nt
only wish theyd listen to the true
meanings behind the love of
my music
and for this game ill always stay
true to it!
all ive ever asked is for people
to not take my music and abuse it
adrenaline is rushing through my
mind at all times
so when i get behind the mic its
kinda like i take that energy and use it
to kick a boost into my music!
so sometimes for the love of the music
i have to step inside this booth
go wild and act like a nusiance!
[hook:a-94]
i gotta stay true to this
but the love for the
music is starting to make
me lose it
i grab the pen with my right
begin to write and rant like
a nuisance but it dont do any
good cause n0body will
produce it…
[2nd verse:a-94]
had a lot of time
to think
was bout on the brink
of the breaking point
like the tip of my ball
point
it was like i was playing
ball but the more shots
i made the less points
id create
no!
i dont think you get what
im saying
each rap that i wrote
just got worse
so pretty much i was just going
for broke
have a job and im still broke
but no matter what ill never
stop with my music until my
mind has broke….
still going strong though
nothing will ever hold me back
no matter if i got thrown into a
bucket full of play dough
i got a stash stashed back i only
bring out when i wanna get women
in my hatch back
i call it my play dough
and no matter what sh-t
talking goes on about my music
ill still grab this mic so tight it’ll
bruise it
go loosely
but still will never play dough!
id like to write the type of sh-t that
makes the crowds riot with pipes
and sticks
get so loud and wild that they lose
their voice and end up in the hospital
sick!
my music is just out of control
like the traffic lights when the electricity
goes out and people are driving all
over the roads..
im just having fun
but this game id like to run
with my music i believe i could do it
because i write the right type of sh-t
that makes the world admire it and
get inspired from it in order to
use it…
[hook:a-94]
i gotta stay true to this
but the love for the
music is starting to make
me lose it
i grab the pen with my right
begin to write and rant like
a nuisance but it dont do any
good cause n0body will
produce it…
[3rd verse:a-94]
the sounds i produce
are not produced
i need a producer so i
can proceed with being
me in this music cause these
sounds are what i need
i just sit around the house all day
dreaming of becoming a rapper
but i know it’ll never work out
ive not got the money to build
a studio but ill always grab
my pen and write loosely though
but me thinking in reality knowing
that im never going to be able to
become a mainstream rapper
its driving me crazy!
i just wish one time someone
could hear my music
amuse it,use it,and produce it!
i guess these thoughts i produce
are just foolish
just a fool for thinking i could actually
use my thoughts to rule music
im not the best but im not the worst
i would just love for someone who could
give me a deal hear my music and tell
me what im worth
everybody who knows me knows that
this is the only f-cking thing ive ever
wanted to do since my momma gave
f-cking birth
i chew up a dictionary
swallow it
then regurjitate it
put the paper back together to
f-ckin observe the pages
use the words in the ink against all
these b-tches to try and make them
nameless…
youve now entered into my world
im arlin a.k.a a-94 b-tch
me let you tell me what im worth?
naw
f-ck that!
im bout to teach you my music and
show you what im worth with my words..
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