Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Monumental, artist - Danny Seth. Album song Perception, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.11.2016
Record label: Danny Seth, The British Are Coming
Song language: English
Monumental |
| People all up in my business |
| How you talkin' shit when you ain’t got a pot to piss in? |
| So just because you seen my twitter and my YouTube glory |
| That’s like reading one page of a book and claim to know the story |
| Started 'bout 3 years ago, hopped up on a jet |
| Had an internship that’s filled with dreams, left home with no regrets |
| Landed in America, the land of hope and dreams |
| Then I realized reality don’t match the TV screens |
| See, everyone was dreaming, I just woke up on my knees, I’m bowing down, |
| praying to God that I won’t ever have to be |
| Suited in front of computers man, just wasn’t me |
| See, I was born to stand on stage, never to grovel by your feet |
| Never work under a prick who clearly need some therapy, who made me work hard |
| day and night and kept on lying through his teeth |
| Well fuck it man, I quit the job |
| Fuck that fucking prick |
| So what, I did all this for nothing cause my music weren’t gettin' hits |
| 100 plays a day, I kept refreshing on my SoundCloud page |
| Tellin' my brother Jesse: «Thank you man, I swear it’s worth the wait» |
| Harry on the phone, sayin': «Dan, forget the hate» |
| Never open up, cause if you do, that day will be your fate |
| It’s hard when you be coming from your home with no supporters |
| You’d assume they’d have your back like the word after a quarter |
| And I ain’t talkin' football when I say I’m kickin' off |
| This my chance to show the world that Danny Deth my only boss |
| Danny Seth, the only kid who grew the balls and showed them off |
| I laid my cards out on the table, now I’m waitin' on the flop |
| Never started from the bottom and I was never at the top |
| I wrote my stepmom 7 letters, now I heard she cut me off |
| My dad, he lives in Spain, my sister going through a lot |
| My mom, she tryin' to keep us together like she tied us by a knot |
| You think you know my story? |
| Well, that shit is just a myth |
| Take a break and concentrate, and listen to a lyricist |
| Hooks weren’t meant for me, I’m on my green, no celery |
| I swear, I got too many bars like a penitentiary |
| And everybody claim they next, well, no one sittin' next to me |
| I’m kickin' all these rappers nuts like a damn vasectomy |
| There’s no ejecting me, I’m kinda comfy like some exit seats |
| I swear I gone and killed the track, may that fucker rest in beats |
| How you testin', I be the freshest white boy in my section |
| I got an infectious flow, like my shit’s never been tested |
| If having swag was illegal, I’d be locked up and arrested |
| I’m here to stand up for London like a fucking erection |
| I’m directing the segments of white kids wearing gold necklace |
| See, we were never accepted but now’s our time for acceptance |
| See, people telling me to quit, that’s on a regular basis |
| I got some silver in my mouth, I ain’t talkin' 'bout braces |
| See, those typical white kids who get markedly chatly |
| They put a snapback on their head and have a puppeteer writing |
| I’m the newest a breath of fresh air on your chest |
| I’m gettin' done eatin' this game, man, it’s time to get the check |