Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Compete Your Ass Off, artist - Calm.
Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Compete Your Ass Off |
Screaming in the mirror compete your ass off, no future I rip my mask off |
Feeling fake like a mascot, you two faced, Harvey Dent, I rip my face half off |
Dropped 13 albums in 12 months I had to blast off, no excuses I passed y’all |
I fail so much I just laugh it off, you paying dues asking for half off |
I wrote a book, a podcast, a song a day, book shows, and we still tour |
And I still eat shit every day, create, and maneuver through manure |
And my grandparents did more than that, working everyday got a house with that |
My mom went from section 8 to being a nurse, dad never went to college he just |
put in work |
No competition without cooperation cause we live in a world full of hatred |
If you at the top with no community then who you saving? |
What type of path you |
paving? |
Racism exists, patriarchy is real, Kap is right, police got the steel |
Ableism exists, class is real, if you ain’t helping out what’s the deal? |
Everyone’s grind is different, if you silent to that then you upholding the |
system |
Too many problems to list them, too many in cages let’s abolish the prisons |
Too many screaming hustle making money their religion, they’re dying over an izm |
I’m visualizing my vision, I’m trying to hustle for knowledge, understanding, |
and wisdom |
Eric and Erica Garner, Tamir, Mike Brown, their legacy’s living |
Pops cried when Trayvon died, now cancer took him, I miss him |
Ready to die I’m copping my coffin, no stopping till we popping |
I dare you to top this, told awareness we dropping |
Tell mama like Joplin, drama out the picture I’m cropping |
Spit so often, I’m swimming I hop in I’m in the studio mopping |
They say work hard if you want to make it how far you gonna take it? |
Find you limit and break it |
No sleep always awake and, take determination mix it with patience |
That’s my equation |
Let’s take it back to 08 in the basement, in the studio pacing, my chest racing |
This game will find you heart and make it vacant, I’m in my feelings let me |
Drake it |
They’ll stab you in the back like Jason then ask you to smile for the camera |
and fake it |
I tell everyone I love them just in case and as I move through time and space |
and |
Never wasted, my demons I faced them, the charts, for impact I’m bracing |
The grim reaper followed me home, I saw me as he took his mask off |
He said if you wanna live, compete your ass off |