Em Lyrics

Also love these. I WISH I had a quarter of the talent as this guy!


There's not much you could do or say to phase me
People think I'm a little bit crazy
I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie'll
Have to step in every once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things
Sometimes I forget what other people just may think

A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me
If they heard some shit, I'd lay the tape 'fore they erase me
I maybe a little too fast paced and racy
Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me twenty times
cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin too fast cuz my mind is racing


And I could give a fuck what category you place me
Long as when I'm pushing up daisies and gone
As long as you place me amongst one of them greats
When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z


For every single die hard fan who embraced me
I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me
And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me
Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me
In the neighborhood daily, they jumped and chased me
It only made me what I am today, see
Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
You ain't gonna make or break me
Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G
You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening
Cuz sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
And when you face me with all the shit you've been saving to say to me
You had all this time to think about it
Now don't punk out and try to about face me
Cuz I've been patiently waiting for the day
That we finally meet in the same place to see

Kanye Lyrics

This song just came on my pandora. These lyrics resonate with me strongly. You know, because I'm a rapper. A rapper who apparently puts distorted images in powerpoint. Whatever.

Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to shine
Everybody told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more
They wear suits because they can't dress no more
You can't say anything to me no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour
I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars

Returning to my roots

The ball's in motion, it's time for a promotion
So what, what, what's the commotion?
Recession? Man that word's just depressing
I work hard…and at 5 dollars an hour, man I'm kinda stressing
Love me or leave me, eat the turkey or pass the dressing
But your excuses don't faze me when your pocket's fatter than mine
You leave on time and sip the fine wine
While I'm left behind and then unnecessarily criticized
I hide my eyes, but please know I hide despise
You have nothing to fear, but underestimating me is unwise
Don't get caught with your mouth open when shit flies

Nope, not me!

I'm writing again so what's the big sin?
Straight up straight up straight narcissism
But I got to love me, because you – you love him
I write to keep it light when times they get dim
Instead of scratching my hair out almost every PM
Writing sends those emotions for a long swim
Helps maintain the mask of sanity, like "hey, I'm one of them"
Yep, I'm just like you, you're crazy too
It's just that I can't bite my tongue the way you do
Play it cool …was the golden rule
But I can't do it, I can't I can't I can't just play that fool