Lyrics Doubt - Prop Dylan feat. Mr Noun, Prop Dylan, Mr Noun

Doubt

You gots to do this from your heart, meanin' your inner soul
Lookin' for peace, yeah, feel my
This ain’t the place for my face in light
Nah, I rap with a chip on my shoulder
You gots to do this from your heart, meanin' your inner soul
Lookin' for peace, yeah, feel my
This ain’t the place for my face in light
Nah, I rap with a chip on my shoulder
Look I’m doubtful at times, not down on my luck
Been stuck since I left the grey town I grew up in
Now uptown bound, I should seize opportunities but don’t know what to do with
these sounds of production
And a mouthful of rhymes, for what then
I’m rhyming for, guess I’ma ninetyfour connoisseur
With an acquired taste for life that don’t apply today
So in my mind I’m constantly forced to fight a silent war
And I ain’t taking it light, staying up late nights like unable to write
It’s not a day that goes by that I’m thinking to my self
A pay roll is better than the turntables and mics
What am I doing to keep on moving or leave
To keep on snoozing or pursue what I dream of doing
I mean, I might as well embody the melancholy that dwell inside,
than reproduce what I fiend for
Sometimes I wonder why I’m sticking around for
Lookin' for peace, yeah, feel my
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
Pacing back and forth, unable to feel
Gots to do this from your heart, meanin' your inner soul
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
Dealing with doubt, when they pray on my downfall
No doubt
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
But in the end end up going back to what’s real
(No doubt, and no doubt and no doubt)
So you are ego and no doubt, you’ve never been an artist
For me it’s been a part of this journey ever since it started
Back in the 90's, no doubt, Gwen Stefani
I was mad inspired, but could I MC?
Probably
Guess so, 'cause there was always that next show
And the quest for the best flow but always that stress thought
Am I really making the most out of this?
Am I really loud enough?
Can I make it count enough?
Ain’t nothing changed, the same aim but same doubtfulness
Countless stuff, money never made enough
Raising kids and breaking up
Have some girl problems but don’t feel bad for me, son
I got 99 problems, but them chicks just one
Like I’m chilling with this fresh dame but thinking about the next
Just got over my ex, but my ex ex still get me stressed and
Now my triple ex texting (Damn)
Guess I love to love 'em, but loose 'em second guessing
Now that’s doubt
Sometimes I wonder why I’m sticking around for
Lookin' for peace, yeah, feel my
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
Pacing back and forth, unable to feel
Gots to do this from your heart, meanin' your inner soul
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
Dealing with doubt, when they pray on my downfall
No doubt
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
But in the end end up going back to what’s real
(No doubt, and no doubt and no doubt)
On a coaster, I’m writing this in permanent ink
Under the blue skies turning purple and pink
Thinking, for what it’s worth, 'til I’m certain that things work
Meanwhile my shrink keeps serving me drinks
Is it worth the work when I’m coming through to prove myself ten fold
Co-dependent on a number two pencil, it’s mental, I sleep on a couch
I guess I’m just dealing with doubt
Now going back to her, now was it really the right choice
I’m not feeling whoops of joy, from neither sides, so I’m doubtful That I can
deal with the white noise and static from her previous life, it be the downfall
Or is this why I’m dealing with doubt?
On a daily basis tryna make it dreaming of clout
Without sleeping, on cloud nine, yet another season
Where I let the weekends even it out
Sometimes I wonder why I’m sticking around for
Lookin' for peace, yeah, feel my
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
Pacing back and forth, unable to feel
Gots to do this from your heart, meanin' your inner soul
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
Dealing with doubt, when they pray on my downfall
No doubt
(I got doubt, I got doubt, I got doubt)
But in the end end up going back to what’s real
(No doubt, and no doubt and no doubt)