Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Becoming Great, artist - Kristoff Krane. Date of issue: 21.05.2012
Song language: English
Becoming Great |
| Something needs to happen quick before I stop rapping |
| And become an activist, for human rights |
| You know I’ll practice it, my passion |
| Says keep on going, bank account, get a job |
| Friends tell me I’m something special |
| Head says most people are wrong |
| If you don’t buy my records it’s truly no problem but |
| When you ask me when the next show is and |
| Say you’ll come, you better come |
| Cause I remember every time someone says that they care |
| Most of them don’t follow through |
| And if they do I see them there |
| I like to greet them with both eyes alined with theirs |
| And break the common misconception that |
| I’m any further up the stairs |
| A heavy burden likes to rest inside my lower back |
| For every person whom I’ve hurt without my knowing that |
| The point I focus on the corners of Pandora’s box |
| Collapse and leave me with no other choice like there’s no going back |
| I know I got enough support to stay afloat |
| But what’s the use, when you can’t afford to make the payments on the boat |
| I’m hoping that there’s no other way |
| I’m so aware I might fall awake |
| No one cares about my hall of fame |
| I’m so scared of becoming great |
| Now I often ask myself what Im truly accomplishing |
| I jump into conclusion, and climb in the time bomb machine |
| I travel to the roots gather until inside of me |
| A tiny little mustard seed begins expanding silently |
| The whisper keeps me well distracted walking down the street |
| Winter in the norths enough to kill the life outside of me |
| I gotta learn to stop but without giving up or in |
| Too much is never enough when it comes to opening |
| The doors to my perception are closed |
| The wars a metaphor for imperfection |
| As the ghost of past souls march around |
| The caterpillar and clap for it as it wraps things within itself, around itself |
| Knowing it’s time to expose what it knows for sure it that |
| Which it always was was never hole |
| Just part heart part skull in clothes |
| Temporarily out of order, but so soon in control You know |
| Soon in control you know, so soon in control you know |
| Soon in control, you know, you know, you know |