Man Alone Songtext
von Ransom
Man Alone Songtext
he vivid tales of a visionary headed for a cemetery
With grand delusional visions of being legendary
34 years, all I did was pour beers
Scream about warfare and now I′m in the crosshairs
I'm kinda lost here
The more fame the more bitches the more fear
I′m talking like you all care
Let's make this all clear, it ain't all musical
I′m talking bout my future, you telling me what I used to do
There′s no gimmicks to him, shine or glisten to him
You gotta be in some sort of pain just to listen to him
They say the game done chewed him and spit him out
But here's a couple things that you niggas ain′t figured out
You know a nigga better than Ran, then you pick him out
Cause it had taken a couple of niggas to get him out
And yeah I know there's some people that′s still in doubt
They want to hear his songs and listen then feel'em out
But how many niggas is better, what′s the amount
Cause you know I got that work when these nigga is in the drought
I keep getting this feeling that I'll be in power soon
A rose in the concrete is just how this flower blooms
Visions of a black ghost playing the loudest tune
But instead I stand alone in the midst of a crowded room
They say you're blessed to be living that so to speak
I don′t agree I think that that′s just a give in that's only me
I′m so discreet when it comes to my movements I know the streets
Now, if you wake up with no money then why would you go to sleep?
I keep doing the same old shit with the same results
Too used to conversations with niggas who ain't adults
I cut off all them niggas who front like they came to help
They ain′t themselves so I stay on point like I'm Raymond Felton
Go ahead and ask me, how does it feel to see all my peers surpass me
But can never outclass me
Don′t get it misconstrued, there is no hate involved
Everybody's balling out but who's the one to take the charge
Before Nicki was wearing those crazy wigs
I was doing verses for her just hoping she′d made it big
Told the nigga French that I got′em whenever needed
Sent a couple freestyles to Clue when he got deleted
I guess he looks at me as the reason he got mistreated
But I am not a DJ my nigga best to believe it
Got a verse from Wayne before he was sounding off
Did a song with Ross before he was crowned the boss
They say I'm not New York I just live in the town across
I make′em all convert like a Muslim who found a cross
That's my story and yeah I′m sticking to it
I never thought that I'd end up being the victim to it
I just wanted people to listen to it
I just wanted people to listen to it
With grand delusional visions of being legendary
34 years, all I did was pour beers
Scream about warfare and now I′m in the crosshairs
I'm kinda lost here
The more fame the more bitches the more fear
I′m talking like you all care
Let's make this all clear, it ain't all musical
I′m talking bout my future, you telling me what I used to do
There′s no gimmicks to him, shine or glisten to him
You gotta be in some sort of pain just to listen to him
They say the game done chewed him and spit him out
But here's a couple things that you niggas ain′t figured out
You know a nigga better than Ran, then you pick him out
Cause it had taken a couple of niggas to get him out
And yeah I know there's some people that′s still in doubt
They want to hear his songs and listen then feel'em out
But how many niggas is better, what′s the amount
Cause you know I got that work when these nigga is in the drought
I keep getting this feeling that I'll be in power soon
A rose in the concrete is just how this flower blooms
Visions of a black ghost playing the loudest tune
But instead I stand alone in the midst of a crowded room
They say you're blessed to be living that so to speak
I don′t agree I think that that′s just a give in that's only me
I′m so discreet when it comes to my movements I know the streets
Now, if you wake up with no money then why would you go to sleep?
I keep doing the same old shit with the same results
Too used to conversations with niggas who ain't adults
I cut off all them niggas who front like they came to help
They ain′t themselves so I stay on point like I'm Raymond Felton
Go ahead and ask me, how does it feel to see all my peers surpass me
But can never outclass me
Don′t get it misconstrued, there is no hate involved
Everybody's balling out but who's the one to take the charge
Before Nicki was wearing those crazy wigs
I was doing verses for her just hoping she′d made it big
Told the nigga French that I got′em whenever needed
Sent a couple freestyles to Clue when he got deleted
I guess he looks at me as the reason he got mistreated
But I am not a DJ my nigga best to believe it
Got a verse from Wayne before he was sounding off
Did a song with Ross before he was crowned the boss
They say I'm not New York I just live in the town across
I make′em all convert like a Muslim who found a cross
That's my story and yeah I′m sticking to it
I never thought that I'd end up being the victim to it
I just wanted people to listen to it
I just wanted people to listen to it
Writer(s): Randy Jay Nicholls Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
