Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Song, artist - Rapsody. Album song She Got Game, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jamla
Song language: English
My Song |
I ain’t the next Ms HILL |
I ain’t the next him or her, I’m just the one y’all feel |
Got a 9th Wonder deal |
NC rappers mad at us |
Y’all think backwards, part of a guild of rappers |
Everything I write a movie |
But I ain’t no actor |
I’m just one lonely woman, and there’s just one factor |
It’s my path and mine to walk alone |
Star Trek (track), I run that but I ain’t chasing Khans (cons) |
9th wonder flipped this song a few years ago |
But it’s okay cause I got two or three of those to go |
And already I hear mumblings of Manigault |
Call her earl cause I’m sicker girl, she terminal |
I’mma killer on these beats to these streets |
I had a chat with Dot about the lyrics being deep |
He told me you unique just find ya melody and speak on it |
You ain’t gotta tote a gun to put some heat on um |
So here I am mourning |
Another life I’mma take |
To be a part of your life every morning that you wake like |
That’s my song, that’s my song, that’s my song |
They gon play every morn |
I ain’t Vince Vaughn but its break up season |
She got summer you gone hate for no reason |
And again I ain’t Lauryn, but I fuckin will leave um |
Like you just lost one muthafucka believe it |
Watching battles of the Raine (rain) |
Can’t lie that line Persia spit bout Sandy was insane |
Welcome to the game ya’ll this is how it be |
You gon win some and lose some success is never free |
That’s what I’m hearing lately |
I’mma get rich off of this or go have Bieber baby |
Ha! |
Just lyrical fun |
And then it’s right back to spitting |
Writing over these drums bout |
How niggas dumb and they don’t think I’mma make it |
Cause they don’t see the trend and who listing as favorites |
And I ain’t mad about that XXL |
I’m bigger than a cover, I want billboard sales |
A Thursday afternoon and it raining hard |
I’m sittin in the car cause its quiet, I need space to spar |
Y’all know it’s me |
And if you don’t then pronounce my name R-A-P |
My mama try and say my name and always mess it up |
But it’s alright I’d just rather be Marlanna to her |
I’m from a small country city where they dream hard |
In 91 when Eric died it left us all scared |
I had a dream I met Lauryn Hill we had a heart to heart |
She told me how to play the industry and keep my heart |
9th Wonder already told me, tho |
I know it’s possible he already showed me, so |
Finally, the sky stopped crying |
Can’t say same tho brothers still lying |
Just today Observed the news and I ain’t like what I saw |
When youngins try and blame another one for de flaws |
My sister feel some way about my income |
And how long it’s taking me to really get some |
But don’t worry it’s gone come |
We almost out the tunnel I can almost see the sun, but it’s a |
Thursday afternoon and its raining hard |
I’m Sittin in the car cause its quiet I need space to spar |
Y’all know it’s me |
And if you don’t then pronounce my name R-A-P |
That’s my song, that’s my song, that’s my song |
They gon play every morn |
That’s my song, that’s my song, that’s my song |
They gon play every morn |
That’s my song, that’s my song, that’s my song |
They gon play every morn |
That’s my song, that’s my song, that’s my song |
They gon play every morn |
That’s my song, that’s my song, that’s my song |
They gon play every morn |