Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rumor Says, artist - Artofficial. Album song Vitamins & Minerals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.11.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Rumor Says |
There’s nothing new under the sun except for sense |
Detention’s kinda hard to let go without mentioning stress |
Uh, I blessed the past and took the path less traveled |
Sly syllables hit like slipping on wet gravel |
They imitating you call it a form of flattery |
Instead I beat the verse like a perfect assault and battery |
The bones are shattering staggering flow devlivered it’s so explicit |
The way it feels when you know it’s missing |
Gimme more than what’s asked for and I’ll thank |
You in advance but that story’s full of holes can, can you fill the blanks |
I’m asking look toward the sky you can see me reaching higher |
And when that smoke clears that’s when you’ll see me breathing fire |
I’m not asking for much it’s just the average stuff |
I like to think of myself as simple not that it matters as much |
Such a huge crush we pull punches if we have to |
When we let 'em go we’re knocking heads right off of the statues |
I don’t know what I came here for |
But I know it ain’t right |
(It goes on and) |
If I lose my head then I can’t win this fight |
(It goes on and) |
All I know is I don’t know nothing at all |
(It goes on and) |
All I know is I don’t know nothing at all |
Don’t hold your breath |
It’s waiting for these K’NEX to connect |
Cause nobody owes you shit and how quick you seem to forget |
Ain’t nothing concrete in this life we trying to cement |
I’m out here nights, hearing the cheers right |
Step off the stage and disappear cause things ain’t what they appear like |
It’s cut-throat and dangerous to hold your head high |
Jealous ones will rather see you felled than see you get fly |
But success is the best revenge |
Let’s get a van roll the credits and cue the violins |
Next chapter, hold the drama for the actors |
I blunt-like force trauma don’t get caught up in the rapture |
So opinionated sittin' from the rafters |
You try to join the game the field |
Failure might retract ya |
You might collapse, that weak heart’ll act up |
And skip a beat pull up a seat and watch the masters |
And watch the masters |
I don’t know what I came here for |
But I know it ain’t right |
(It goes on and) |
If I lose my head then I can’t win this fight |
(It goes on and) |
All I know is I don’t know nothing at all |
(It goes on and) |
All I know is I don’t know nothing at all |
I don’t know what I came here for |
But I know it ain’t right |
(It goes on and) |
If I lose my head then I can’t win this fight |
(It goes on and) |
All I know is I don’t know nothing at all |
(It goes on and) |
All I know is I don’t know nothing at all |