Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motivated, artist - NF. Album song Mansion, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.03.2015
Record label: Capitol CMG Label Group
Song language: English
Motivated |
I’ve been, I’ve been doing this a long time |
I mean over half my life |
It’s awesome for me to be able to put out music that people will actually hear |
Especially when you put this much time into something that you love, |
something that you have a passion for |
That’s motivation |
Ahh, I’m motivated (motivated) |
Motivated (motivated) |
Motivated (motivated) |
Motivated, ahh |
When I first started, never knew if they will listen |
But when I write, I produce passion, that’s Mel Gibson |
If music is a disease, I promise I’m infected |
I dream on different levels of dreams, Inception |
And these beats are my playground, let the words play |
You ain’t catch it? |
That’s wordplay |
Now you’re stuck on the word «play» |
I’m all business, no suit on, but that’s okay |
I will K.O. |
you, if you come in my work space |
And don’t you ever try to tell me I lack passion |
I’m a stand up guy, I promise you ain’t laughing |
These rappers are slowing the game down, bad traffic |
And how you gonna put me in a category of wack rappin'? |
Listen, I’m Hulk, I transform and I smash rappers |
You sipping on syrup, that doesn’t mean you’re a sick rapper |
See what it means is you gon' probably get sick after |
You don’t like that I’m blunt, or is it the fact that I smoke passion? |
Take your best shot |
I ain’t going nowhere, nowhere |
I put work in this music, you think I’m making this up? |
If the songs ain’t sharp, trust me they ain’t making the cut |
You don’t like it? |
I’m no teacher, but you’ll learn to adjust |
I’m my own worst critic, so critics step your hate game up |
I’m a different breed of artist, I know how to survive |
You come into my lane, you better know how to drive |
And I suggest you buckle up if you gon' come on this ride |
No Johnny Cash but some of y’all are walking the line |
But you wrong though, y’all look curious |
Heath Ledger type of questions like, «Why so serious?» |
And you want watered down lyrics? |
Well I don’t carry 'em |
I dig holes for these tracks, and then I slaughter and bury 'em |
The motivation I got is on a whole different level |
I treat these lines like court case, I don’t wanna settle |
My lyrics are bullets and they’re aiming at you |
And I ain’t talking Switchfoot when I dare you to move |
And when it comes to punches, you know I’m a land mine |
No I said I’m a land mine |
Don’t step on me, or you get blown sky high |
And I don’t mean secrets when I say to keep it in mind |
That I’m ill with the words, too sick |
They say I rap hungry, well that’s cause I’m star-Vin', Diesel |
That’s why they calling me Riddick-ulous (ridiculous) |
Cause the look in my eyes is different |
Y’all ain’t ready, rewind that back |