Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Idols, artist - John Lindahl. Album song Opening Night: The Complete Score, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 28.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Elysium, Universal Music
Song language: English
Idols |
I think it’s time I told my, yeah |
I think it’s… |
I think it’s time I told my story, not so many know it |
No I ain’t come from the gutter man, nothing heroic |
When I was signed I was seventeen, but way before it |
Was just a kid with so many dreams of world touring |
But Epic Records, damn they ain’t no joke |
I showed the world my X Factor when I was just fourteen |
That lil youngin' trying to get it, you know what I mean |
And like my brother Bobby say «Tryna bust on the scene» |
I gotta thank L.A. Reid, JT, L-O-G-I-C |
For everything you seen in a younger me |
But there’s a different reason that I’m thanking you all |
Some of y’all was in the right, some in the wrong |
L.A. Reid, L.A. Reid, why you even signed me |
When you had no intention to put the label up behind me |
Maybe it was trust, maybe it was timing |
Or finding myself as an artist instead of what you designed for me |
Remember all the times you almost put me out? |
Four or five times at the finish line |
Talkin' bout «Look he ain’t a star, I can tell when he walk |
And he don’t suck the air out the room every time that he talk» Damn, yeah, |
that shit was personal |
Ain’t nothing to do with my talent or my versatility |
Or my ability to make music that every single person in this world needs |
The fuck do you know? |
No disrespect, I take it back |
You made a lot of stars who they are but you don’t talk about the ones you |
passed |
Chris Brown, Gaga, even passed on Mr. West |
And J.L. 'bout to be on top of that list |
But I ain’t coming for your neck like that |
I’m still grateful and you know I got respect like that |
You gave me music education and I just might add |
That getting dropped from Epic Records was the best lesson I ever had |
It made me greater than I ever was or ever been |
Up in my bedroom cooking records til I couldn’t stand |
It’s all love, it’s all love, now watch me ascend |
And if I see you, swear to God I’m gonna shake your hand |
Yeah, ooh, ooh |
So this how we gon' be |
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-huh, wait |
Just little John, working so hard to be an idol |
Trying to be just like Justin and Michael |
Memorizing every note for piano recital |
Teacher would yell at me, telling me I should read my notes |
Uh-huh, yeah, I should read my notes |
I remember meeting JT way back in my hometown show, was seventeen |
In 2013 you was on tour, before you went on you said to me |
«You good boy, you good |
I heard you when you sing |
You good boy, you good |
They tell you not to dance |
You should boy, you should |
You good boy, you good» |
I told him «You're my living idol and I know that it gon' come with the grind |
though |
Hundred percent in my mind though |
How you be hitting them high notes when you still be dancing on |
Time though |
Haven’t missed a beat, I can’t find one |
Never could believe how you glide on 'em, wait (wait) |
We talked about you producing my album man |
From the executive standpoint we never got the chance |
'Cause plans fell through, my deal fell too |
To be honest the only reason they kept me on was 'cause of you |
'Cause you’re the validation they needed |
Thought I was nothing on my own but with you they believed it |
But even you started to tell me that at some point you need to be the baddest |
motherfucker in the room, don’t conceal it, yeah |
Boy, where your confidence at? |
You walk up in this room thinking you belong in the back |
You think I got to where I am without me leading the pack? |
You got more talent in your middle finger than the rest of these cats |
Why it don’t make sense, no it don’t make sense |
How you be walking 'round acting all tongue twisted |
'Cause they don’t listen, treat you like a little kid |
But half of it’s your fault, you put up with that shit, I wouldn’t |
I shouldn’t, you right man, I shouldn’t |
Why am I focusing on the past back when I couldn’t |
Get out of my own head, so scared what people gonna think |
Thank you brother for your honest opinion |
I ain’t seen you in a minute but I know you been winning |
Heard you missed a few shows, homie get well soon |
And if you ever need a friend I’ll be there for you too |
I’m out |
(And if you ever need a friend I’ll be there for you too) |
I’m out |
The biggest thank you of all, Sir Robert Bryson Hall |
If you had never called, don’t know where I’d have gone |
You passed me the baton, showing me the greatness |
While all my dreams had already burned down in flames and |
My parents told me I should go to college |
«You're not that far behind, we can start you in the fall time |
And get you a degree, it’s gon' be alright |
We’re so tired of seeing you cry, it’s gon' be alright» |
Yeah, I always had the perseverance |
Since I was a kid man, I knew that I was fearless |
But it’s the first time that somebody broke my spirit |
Screaming at the top of my lungs, but no one hear it, except you |
The older brother that I never had |
The only voice of hope when I thought everything was bad |
The only one who told me «You can beat this, you can do this, pull through this |
Fuck anybody and everybody who said you can’t |
Now look around, you got the whole world singing like |
This is the moment I’ve been waiting for my whole life |
Yeah, I always knew that you would make it when the time’s right |
Damn, «I used to wonder what it feel like» |
Love you, Bobby |