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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lupe Fiasco
Lupe Fiasco
Stimme und Gesang
Ricky Rutland
Ricky Rutland
Tasteninstrumente
Bradley B
Bradley B
Schlagzeug-Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Khalil Walton
Khalil Walton
Songwriter:in
Khari Cain
Khari Cain
Songwriter:in
Ricky Rutland
Ricky Rutland
Songwriter:in
Wasalu Jaco
Wasalu Jaco
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Joe Peluso
Joe Peluso
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tucker Robinson
Tucker Robinson
Ingenieurassistent:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Needlz
Needlz
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Album on hold whole world on hold The crowd is "HO!" Operator's like "hold" Man, now ain't that cold? I'm just tryna talk to my homie that's up in a hole Now home girl no tryna be a hoe Even though she on a pole Now can she get a second chance? No! Woah, like the opposite of go That ain't how it's supposed to be(bee), or butterfly Or for the sake of rhyming let's just say "butterflyee" The truth stings like Muhammad Ali I tell 'em tell 'em don't homocide me I'm just a little old hope with his back against the ropes Fighting for his fans and, fighting for his folks But the boo's from the crowd can become so loud If I could block em out then, I could knock em out then Dance around the ring, but until then I'll say I'mma keep it cool, and I'mma do me It is what it is and that's how it's gon' be Until I get there Until I get there And yeah I got flaws, I know I'm not perfect But all the ups and downs, will soon be worth it When I get there When I get there Doctor doctor please, the fame ain't painless enough That's cuz you ain't famous enough You got a little game, but your name ain't ringing enough He said take two of these, put some change in my cup I said I wasn't poor he gave me some more Prescribed me a publicist and pointed to the door Out, ouch, I'm telling you this all from a therapist's couch Tell me 'bout your mother, what she's all about Prescribed me a interview and then told me to bounce Damn, jeez, the world is so cold, I'm glad I bought these ski's Went right off of the bunny slopes and right into the trees Rendered unconscious they rushed me to a concert Instead of green jello, and maybe chicken soup They fed me magazine covers, and video shoots I'mma keep it cool, and I'mma do me It is what it is and that's how it's gon' be Until I get there Until I get there And yeah I got flaws, I know I'm not perfect But all the ups and downs, will soon be worth it When I get there When I get there And when I finally make it I'mma stunt so hard Evil as Knievel I'mma jump so far Way up in the atmosphere, I ain't coming back Be a jerk to them jerks yeah, that'll make 'em hurt Huh? Said a young boy in the mirror A young version of me, so I started to tear up He said you need to cheer up, your mind need to clear up You're already here, just be yourself from here up And then he disappeared and I felt something familiar Something I was taught, something I had lost If you are afraid, or fear that you gon' change some All you gotta do is just remember where you came from I'mma keep it cool, and I'mma do me It is what it is and that's how it's gon' be Until I get there Until I get there And yeah I got flaws, I know I'm not perfect But all the ups and downs, will soon be worth it When I get there When I get there
Writer(s): Wasalu Jaco, Khari Cain, Khalil Walton, Ricky J. Rutland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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