Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take Your Marks, artist - The Grouch. Album song Nothing Changes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.08.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Take Your Marks |
I’m ready for the fight |
I’m raedy fro the war |
I’m ready for you punk motha fuckas, i’ma score |
I’m ready for the end but this is where it starts |
I beat you to the finish so you better take your marks |
I’ve always been the second best, never been the first |
Watchin the winner rise, get the credit, feelin cursed |
At first i was like down on myself, it didn’t help |
I had to elevate to the next level and be felt |
Dealt a hand of cards, much harder to play than most |
Didn’t have a neutral so i couldn’t kick back and coast |
Close to givin up so many time but didn’t quit |
I had to persevere |
I had to do my shit |
Equipped with a good mind to guide me through my travels |
So i’m always talking sense even when other fools, they babble |
And gabble in that stupid shit |
I know the truth in it’s gonna help me later |
I dwell as a major payer of dues |
And a hater of crews who aren’t |
I be an underdog in this art and take you out from the start |
So you can mark my words |
Come alone or come in herds |
I’ll never be the second best, i’ll never be the third |
I watch good fortune circulate through many lives |
But it never seems to hit the ones who really really try |
So we die just to attain it |
But fate you can’t contain it |
You can’t predict the ones luck will hit but still i dream |
I feel a gleam of hope through self esteem |
And like a beam of light i shine to remind fools to continue |
Never pretend to be something that your not |
The way i come across on paper is how i am, it’s not just talk |
A concocted plan now in effect is all i am |
Trying to play my part in the scheme of life if i can |
Withstanding all the pressure applied to my hide |
And abiding by the golden rules of life and make my stride |
Now why should i have to be the dopest emcee |
To get someone in this world to even speak with me |
I’m critiquing these stupid ass ways of life |
In hope of understanding but i stay in strife and pain |
And fuck trying to maintain, i want to get over |
And others doing the same thing but i’m movin slower |
And my brains thinking faster |
So i’m adding to disaster |
I master all my shit myself in my house |
And douse motha fuckas with the beat |
Every time i speak completely cause i correctly state my rhymes where too many |
fail to freakly |
Paragraphs they write, there are laughs when they say them |
You rappers can’t exist, down to rest we lay them |
The trip is over, the trip is over |