My Microphone

歌詞

Sometimes I wonder why the hell am I even here at all Every morning I get up to fall I work so goddamn hard trying to make them pieces fit But everything I do it just ends up shit I'm lying here I'm broke as hell I feel so low I'm goin nowhere not fast but slow I look around there aint no one and I'm alone The only thing I got is my microphone My microphone, my microphone The only thing I got is my microphone My microphone, my microphone The only thing I got is my microphone Hey girl, I'm sorry that that shit didn't work out quite like we planned I'm just a fuck up and I fucked up again What the fuck more can I say, you don't wanna hear any more anyway Let's back up these memories and store them away You can keep the tvs and the dvds and the cds And the picture frames just bring me pain You can keep that I don't need that And anyway, I don't wanna bring much more than I am allowed I only got a little room inside my grandmas house I guess we're growing up, we ain't no kids no more You know I love you even though I say I'm not sure But I know that it don't mean much when I'm walking out the door And everything's been said about ten thousand times before So I'll just grab my bags leave you alone There's just one more thing that i need and that's my microphone My microphone, my microphone The only thing I got is my microphone My microphone, my microphone The only thing I got is my microphone Hey kid, come here Sit down right over here I can see you're losing calm 'Cause things ain't work with me and you're mom And you see my bags are packed, your little stomach's queasy And I understand 'cause I've been there myself and I know this shit ain't easy That last dude donated sperm and he slid in and out well I'm here to tell you, that dude was a bitch that dude was a coward And well I guess you know if it's cool with you tomorrow I could pick you up at school, I got nothing else to do I got some beats to bang out but I could make some time to hang out We could play some soccer baseball whatever occurs gotta face the wall(?) and I could teach you how to keep it real and still be hip hop All politely smiling and when they drive away yell fuck the cops (Ha) Don't tell your mom that I said that But let's get back what I was saying bout how we could just chill and roam not have to be alone And in time we'll grow and we'll see what time will show though There ain't no would should or could cause I'm stayin here for good Remember when I told you never quit we make it happen (Yeah) I'ma take this microphone here to the top with this here rappin' But if somehow i should fail and my dreams whither and die Maybe I'd get over it as all of them years went by And we could take some time And I'd show you how to rhyme Like Run DMC said it's tricky But you're smart, you'll learn quickly And maybe then life wouldn't feel like a chance I'd blown Cause if you wanted I would give you my microphone My microphone, my microphone Because I love you I would give you my microphone My microphone my microphone Who here could ever fuck with my microphone My microphone, my microphone Who here could ever touch it My microphone, my microphone Because I love you