Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cinematic, artist - Illy. Album song Cinematic, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 10.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ONETWO
Song language: English
Cinematic |
| Yeah, long as cameras on us hold it, let it roll |
| And I’ll give you the greatest story I’ve ever told |
| Started green, and out of my reach |
| On the Bayside beaches and south-side streets |
| Frankston line trains I found my niche |
| Teenage dreams bound by speech |
| Native tongue I talk rap but of course fluent in the universal language of more |
| Testament to patience |
| Shattered every estimate they gave |
| With hat and hand never said it’s greatness |
| Put in four or five years, that work ethics amazing |
| Either pay respect or be mistaken |
| Dudes tried startin', youse no part of it |
| I don’t raise my voice I improve my argument |
| I’ve done it before, won’t hesitate to do it again |
| My city, my pad, my pen |
| Life feels cinematic right now |
| Life feels cinematic right now |
| And life feels cinematic right now |
| And life feels cinematic right now |
| Life feels cinematic right now |
| And life feels cinematic right now |
| It’s all lights, camera, action right now |
| And life feels cinematic right now |
| There’s no pressure to prove none of you wrong |
| You the same ones judging whole careers off a couple of songs |
| Man my skills still tight, but skills ain’t love without icing |
| So I slid a velvet glove over iron fist |
| It worked, deal with it |
| I’m my own meal ticket |
| Did it while they stayed home still |
| So fuck a death threat, my family’s proud |
| I can’t please everyone, but I can buy a house |
| I’ve been, humbled by love, toughened by hate |
| I’ve grown thick-skin, never been coloured in jade |
| I’m still as hungry as I ever was |
| We stayed steady on |
| Look at everyone else, where’s the effort gone? |
| Worked magic with the mic |
| Since the days where the pay was a fraction of the flights |
| Now the proof rules, we don’t buy in the hype |
| It’s the fourth time, cue the highlights |
| Middle finger to the magistrate |
| The one that got away |
| Middle class white boy, stand with my back up straight |
| Navigated fake friends and false accolades |
| Swear I’ll never break bread with that pack again |
| New day more extras and advances |
| Hand in hand with |
| More pressure, better standards |
| I’m well aware by expressing it with grandeur |
| I ask more questions than I answer |
| Rack your brain |
| Hip-hop my guardian angel |
| Married to the music, game to stay faithful |
| Never satisfied that |
| Where I’m at’s right |
| Cause success ain’t final |
| Failure ain’t fatal |
| Fall down, straight back on the bounce |
| Diamond in the rough, now jewel in the crown |
| Might not be much but it’s all I’m about |
| When I stop and look out at the crowd |
| Maybe one day you will realize what this means to me |
| Maybe you won’t, but I know |
| This is me from twelve till now |
| My life has been put in these rhymes |
| For almost as long as I can remember |
| And this is it |
| The moment I’ll look back on as one of my greatest highs |
| And all of you made this possible |
| I couldn’t thank you if I tried |
| But let me try |