Prolyphic & Reanimator - On The Side | Текст песни

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• On The Side

I don’t do this on the side, I do this in my spare time/
So spare me the canned laughter after every punch line/
Hustle and find the troubles to mind/
You stumble and fumble and mumble your rhymes/
I hate when crowds are easily impressed by double time/
You can’t please ‘em all when you feed it to ‘em raw/
Maybe I’ll get some respect when my CD’s in the store/
But I won’t believe the hype from reviews and magazines/
‘Cause most critics are failed artists who take it out on acts like me/
Take the show on the road with no circus/
The only thing my words served was a purpose/
The double-edged sword I walk along like the shoestring budget/
That I work with and wear these clothes like closed curtains/
A college grad with a film degree and no insurance/
With eyes darker than Clive Barker’s and Tim Burton’s/
I stare into the audience and tell it like it is/
And kill ‘em softly with a million cuts and slices I give/
Gotta lot of nerve saying hip-hop’s dead/
Made a living off your fans who think you understand ‘em/
It’s pathetic like suburban emcees who pack up and are headed/
To the ghetto just to get some street credit/
Fuck that – where’s your statements at to stop the burning?/
The end paradise living off your hard earnings/
‘Cause I never sold drugs and I never sold out/
Just want my music heard – word up and no doubt/

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