Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outro, artist - NF. Album song Perception, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Record label: Capitol Records;
Song language: English
Outro |
I’m dedicated, the definition of dedication |
Wrote this whole record while I was levitating |
Sittin' in my room with the pen and paper, I’m innovative |
They’ve been afraid of me since I was a second grader |
I’m the kid on the playground momma told you to never play with |
There’s levels of music — and I’m in the elevator |
Going up to the top floor, look how we elevated |
But you don’t know the brand by now, you better get educated |
Take both of my arms, rip 'em out of sockets and seperate 'em |
Forgive me, yeah, I know I get animated |
Don’t matter, I still write a better record than yours without a hesitation |
Never been more motivated |
Just look at all the minds I’ve opened and penetrated |
See, I am the voice of all these kids that think things but never say 'em |
That’s why they come to my shows wearing the NF hoodies and hats low like we’re |
carrying weapons |
Put the controllers away, it’s game over |
I promise I’m way colder |
The fans keep saying that they’re hungry for new music, well that’s pretty |
convenient because I just made a plate for 'em |
And now I’m hearing none of y’all are saying |
I just sit at the keys feeling the music |
Got me thinking I’m Beethoven |
The game needs a makeover |
If you’ve been waiting, the wait’s over |
You ain’t notice, y’all about to witness a takeover, I’m home! |
Yeah, they waiting on me to match that |
The emotion I had in the last one |
But if I don’t, they gonna tell me that I’m losing my passion |
If I do am I repeating my actions? |
Yeah, look, «How Could You Leave Us"is massive |
There ain’t nothing I can write that’ll match that |
My biggest fear writing this record wasn’t putting out trash |
It was disappointing myself and the fanbase |
Now I want you to picture me |
I’m in a hotel rapping, crying on the floor of the bathroom |
Staring in the mirror, my room, hand shaking playing «How Could You Leave Us» |
through the speakers on my iPhone |
Trying to figure out if I’ma always feel the way that I feel |
Or maybe someday I can learn to be happy |
Or maybe I can’t be, 'cause if the music ain’t emotional enough are they gonna |
call me a has-been? |
Pain’s always been the root of my music |
If I cut it off, how am I supposed to keep growing |
If I let it go, won’t my whole career be in ruins? |
That’s when I realized this whole conversation is stupid |
I never cared to impress people that don’t even know me |
I just write what I feel, somehow it started a movement |
Trying to enjoy a career but I don’t know how to do it |
When I spend all of time my being afraid I’ma lose it |
But then I figured out the reason they follow me |
The reason the why these fans surrounding me |
It’s not 'cause I’m a «Rap God» |
I don’t need you people to bow to me |
All they ever did was doubted me, now everyone’s proud of me |
Acknowledge me or not, you ain’t ignoring the following |
I’m just teaching 'em something they couldn’t learn in they colleges |
This is for the kids feeling like they live at the bottom and every day of they |
lives looks like it’s darker than Halloween |
Yeah, you ain’t alone out there, look around you—we got a lot of fans in here |
Couple hundred thousand, that’s what we did last year |
Listen to Intro 3, trying to kill my fear |
They’ll get that in a minute |
We about to shatter the critics |
I am a savage admit it |
A lot of baggage I live in |
That’s why the passion is different |
Really don’t care if they get it |
We’re only three records in it, and this is just the beginning |
I’m home! |
Real music… |