Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Supposed To Be, artist - Ham Sandwich. Date of issue: 30.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Supposed To Be |
| What the hell am I supposed to be? |
| Whole world feels so cold to me |
| Can’t let you get close cause life could switch up changing tonally |
| Went from holding groceries to toting toasters holding heat |
| This whole system’s broken me or maybe reawoken |
| Something in me that I can’t ignore, carnivores |
| Blood is tainted, drain it, stain the Hardwood floor |
| You saw in black and white, but now it’s changed up like a Harpsichord |
| You can not step up now, don’t touch the things you can’t afford, |
| you can’t afford |
| Cause I am the product of people as products |
| They tried to make stars out of kids that were fodder |
| But don’t even bother, that life isn’t for us |
| If we’re being honest society’s wild and I’m seeking the forest |
| I’m seeking to forage, the meaning that’s for us |
| And I mean some days, man, I feel like Adonis |
| But some days I’m sick to the pit of my stomach |
| Can’t stick it, of course I’mma vomit |
| Of course I’ve been sick of divisionist systems |
| But who am I? |
| To deny that my nature, it is or it isn’t, exactly what they had |
| envisioned |
| Exactly what they told me from the start, you get what you’re given |
| You’re marked as a piston, but I’ve played the part of a cog that won’t fit in |
| We can break the machine from within it |
| Life is savage, go from aiming for the sky to aiming down the sights of |
| automatics |
| Turning friends to corpses, tragic |
| Cash ain’t all that rules us, but it plays a fucking part |
| Just don’t panic, there’s a few that might still aim to be the star |
| What the hell am I supposed to be? |
| Whole world feels so cold to me |
| Can’t let you get close cause life could switch up changing tonally |
| Went from holding groceries to toting toasters holding heat |
| This whole system’s broken me or maybe reawoken |
| I am awake, but now I’m scared to look myself in the face |
| Homie murdered, eaten without a trace, give me some space |
| I need to wait! |
| I can not wait around, throwing my weight around |
| Sneak through the lobby, I don’t even make a sound |
| Goons in the mafia, we finna take 'em out |
| Chasing a rabbit and I’m finna take her out, I’m finna |
| Friend or food, my body can’t tell the difference |
| Why I gotta keep my distance, questioning can we live in coexistence? |
| When there’s bodies being sold as a business, seeing neighbours in and out of |
| that district |
| See 'em fiending for a piece or fiending for some medication just to suppress |
| the instinct |
| Equal rights? |
| What a brilliant lie |
| Every night another innocent dies |
| They got every right to have that fear in their eyes |
| Because all of us have got a villain inside |
| And I’m slowly turning into what I despise |
| Who am I? |
| Suit and tie |
| Jacket off, rabbit paw in my pants, drag 'em off |
| Lucky me, but my body backing off |
| This shit is too dangerous |
| And it’s obvious we wasn’t made for this |
| See, we living in peace, but it’s paper thin |
| We in pieces, the people just play pretend |
| This impossible logic ain’t making sense |
| And I’m positive, I need to make amends |
| So until I do it I’mma stay condemned |
| To find the man in charge and put a stake in them, I wonder |
| What the hell am I supposed to be? |
| Whole world feels so cold to me |
| Can’t let you get close cause life could switch up changing tonally |
| Went from holding groceries to toting toasters holding heat |
| This whole system’s broken me or maybe reawoken |
| What the hell am I supposed to be? |
| Whole world feels so cold to me |
| Can’t let you get close cause life could switch up changing tonally |
| Went from holding groceries to toting toasters holding heat |
| This whole system’s broken me or maybe reawoken |