Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down for Whateva, artist - Prop Dylan. Album song To Whom It May Concern, Pt. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Record label: Catapults
Song language: English
Down for Whateva |
Down for whatever, we go through it together |
Ain’t nobody takin' my spot |
I gotta keep it movin' |
You know I learned from the greatest |
We did it like that and now we do it like this |
Down for whatever, we go through it together |
Ain’t nobody takin' my spot |
I gotta keep it movin' |
Ayo, I try to find some peace but this industry’s a moving train |
It don’t matter the leg work, you’ll lose the game |
Q and A, who to blame in this current state |
I don’t know, I just maneuver through this new terrain |
See my pain is potent, the stress is post traumatic |
It’s not a fair game, the rest’s below the average |
Fuck a smear campaign, I try to forgive and forget |
But it’s hard when my memories are photographic |
Behold the static as they slide in on banana peels |
Rather live hand to mouth than stuck inside a hamster wheel |
And bleed for my cause not chase a mirage as I try to find some mass appeal |
Is that for real? |
Just the words from a strange mind |
So fuck what you head through the grape wine |
We’re on the same branch chirping, so I saw it off |
That’s how you kill two birds at the same time |
Down for whatever, we go through it together |
Ain’t nobody takin' my spot |
I gotta keep it movin' |
We did it like that and now we do it like this |
Down for whatever, we go through it together |
Ain’t nobody takin' my spot |
I gotta keep it movin' |
They wanted a masterpiece, so I sold them the pallet |
'Cause they weren’t ready for the strokes on the canvas |
How could I let them frame my work of art |
When pain turns to thought and not a soul understands it |
A close handed branch, so think twice |
Every move that you draw, you’re skating on thin ice |
At first they treat you like royalty with loyalty and trust |
But really aiming to slice up your wind pipes |
(In this life) I stand up for what I create |
If it wasn’t for my vision I’d be stuck off a wage |
On a regular job, now only if i had a thousand for the times |
I had a door slammed shut in my face |
I’d be chilling in cuba, scuba divin' off a yacht, yo |
It’s now or never opportunity knocks |
I’ve put my life on this, so I follow the plan |
All I need is a mic in my hand and five hundred fans, goddamn |
Down for whatever, we go through it together |
Ain’t nobody takin' my spot |
I gotta keep it movin' |
You know I learned from the greatest |
We did it like that and now we do it like this |
Down for whatever, we go through it together |
Ain’t nobody takin' my spot |
I gotta keep it movin' |
We’re cut from the same cloth |
No dime a dozens and nothing like cake walks |
If we’re down for whatever, we suffer the same loss |
And go through it together, the struggle will pay off |
Hungry than ever, but we never won a grammy |
All we do is bop and weave and ready the double whammies |
Could come in handy, 'cause when the time come |
Yo, we stick to the plan, that’s how we get the job done |