Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Better Things , by - Wrekonize. Song from the album The War Within, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.06.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Better Things |
| Ok year 2002 |
| 18 wondering what the fuck I’m gon' do |
| Witty Pretty potent with the modern machinations |
| An I ain’t really getting help with college applications |
| Shit I like to rhyme and I won a battle or two |
| Down at the PAC with the crew the kid from broward can duel |
| Yeah he got a few filler lines |
| By now that flip it up thing he’s probably used like a million times |
| But he’s got punches and energy to swing through the enemy assumptions |
| Shit Now he’s going national Times Square face off |
| Beat the competition for the cage match pay off |
| 25k shit I’m still a teenager |
| And everything around now starts to seem major |
| Work on your album young Wrek |
| Shelved before I wrapped what the fuck could I expect |
| I took it with a smile I’ll be in the waiting room |
| Cause I’m waiting for the luck though to go for the gusto |
| Sharpening my tools in a pool full of pride |
| Where you pull or you die cause it’s true suicide |
| When you beat yourself up to be polite, right |
| Trying to get up in the bright lights like |
| Trying to find a spot on a throne where there’s seven kings |
| Sometimes it’s kinda hard trying to find the better things |
| We get up every day for the chase |
| Wait lemme see what’s at stake (What's at stake) |
| Make dollars just to live, make dollars out of habit |
| It’s all subconscious we all stack addicts |
| We get up every day for the chase |
| Wait lemme see what’s at stake (What's at stake) |
| They say money isn’t everything |
| But I’m sure the more you have makes for some better things |
| Better things will come along |
| Better things will come |
| Running in place with bad habits |
| Back before the cynics were reading into your status |
| Update, I’m just here feeling like a savage |
| Eating all this madness in a marriage for the maggots |
| Remember back when we used to spit in any circle any parking lot we backed in |
| Them was Illiterat daze with our riddle rap ways |
| G and H taught me how to sit and chisel stack phrase |
| I dreamt about syllables and multis not residuals and trophies |
| And here I am doing what I said I’d probably never do |
| Feeling weathered can be terrible |
| I know the paper can deface ya if ya take it as your savior |
| See this is written in its nature |
| But I’mma take ya to a place where you only hear the heavens sing |
| Sometimes it’s kinda hard trying to find the better things |