VERSE I
I’M UNDER PRESSURE LIKE I’M RACIN’ TIME.
THERE AINT NO SHOT CLOCK, YET AND STILL I FEEL I’M WASTIN’ TIME.
THE BALLS IN MY COURT SO I’M FORCED TO CHALK ANOTHER LINE.
SEEMS LIKE I AINT WINNIN’, I GUESS WE’LL SEE ON DOWN THE LINE.
MAYBE I SHOULD TAKE TO GLORIFYING CRIMES IN MY RHYMES.
NO, I’LL JUST STICK TO MY GUNS AND GLORIFY LIFE IN RHYMES.
I AM A PICTURE OF REALNESS, MOST OF YOU NIGGAS FAKE.
FAIRYTAILIN, ANIMATED, WHOLE PERSONA FAKE
JUST DO YOU. I’M TRYNNA GET IT, I GOT MOUTHS TO FEED.
HOPE I CAN DO IT WITH FOOD FOR THOUGHT, IT’S YOUR MIND I FEED.
YEA I STRUGGLE, EVEN WITH A NINE TA FIVE AND SHIT.
KEEP FUCKING UP MY MONEY BY BUYING THIS STUPID SHIT.
I AINT AFRAID TO TALK ABOUT WHAT I SEE IN THE MIRROR.
MY LUCK IS BAD, I MUST’VE BROKE A COUPLE DOZEN MIRRORS.
IT AINT ALL BAD CUZ I GET STRONGER WHEN I FALL OR FAIL.
DON’T TRY TO STOP ME CUZ I GUARANTEE YOU’RE BOUND TO FAIL.
TIME WILL TELL.
HOOK
I AM MOST COMFORTABLE WHEN I AM SOLO.
I DON’T THINK PEOPLE UNDERSTAND ME, IMMA LITTLE LOCO.
I MAKE IT WORK THO, I’M SURELY ONE OF A KIND.
IF YOU LOOK CLOSE ENOUGH, YOU WILL SEE A BEAUTIFUL MIND.
AT THE SAME TIME, I HAVE A FEAR THAT I WON’T MOUNT TA MUCH.
EXPECT THE WORST AND HOPE FOR BEST, THAT WAY I’M NEVER CRUSHED.
I’M FROM THE DUST SO I STAY GROUNDED AND I’M ALWAYS HUMBLE.
AND I STAY HUNGRY IF YOU CLOSE ENOUGH, YOU HEAR THE RUMBLE,
FROM MY STOMACH. CHANGE IS COMIN, I CAN TASTE SUCCESS.
MAYBE GOD THINKS I NEEDED MORE TIME TO FACE THE STRESS.
AINT WORRIED BOUT IT. I’M FIGHTIN MY WAY UP FROM THE BOTTOM.
I AM A SOULJA! BLOOD OF A LION UNTIL I’M ROTTIN.
SPIT IN THE FACE OF ADVERSITY, YOU CAN KISS MY ASS!
AND EAT THE PEANUTS OUT MY SHIT AND HOPE YOU CHOKE OFF GAS!
THAT’S HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU HATAS. GUESS I’M A HATA CUZ I HATE HATAS.
I SHOW LOVE TO THOSE WHO SHOW LOVE BACK AND HELP ME ON MY WAY UP!
HOOK
IF I SPENT, ALL MY TIME, CARIN’ ABOUT WHAT OTHERS FEEL,
TRYIN’ TO PLEASE EVERYBODY, WHEN WOULD I HAVE TIME TO LIVE?
I AINT TRYIN’, TO BE SELFISH, JUST TRYNNA GET IT MAYN.
AINT NOBODY GONNA GET IT FOR ME, FIGHTIN HARD, NO PAIN, NO GAIN.
BOUT TO GO FULL THROTTLE, I KNOW HATAS DON’T WANT THAT.
I GOTTA HUSTLE TIRED OF STRUGGLE, I KNOW THAT THE REAL FEEL THAT.
IF I FALL, I’LL GET UP, CUZ IT’LL ONLY MAKE ME STRONGER.
CRABS IN A BARREL DON’T WANT ME OUT, ONLY WANNA PULL ME UNDA.
credits
from Rough Around The Edges,
released October 10, 2023
Lyricist - Tex the Great (TX -> MD)
Production - Beats Reloaded (MD)
Engineered by Beats Reloaded (MD)
Tex was born and raised in El Paso, TX. He was conceived in Washington D.C.
Tex wrote his first rhyme at 10 years
old. He's released music in the past and was on hiatus. He's back and he seems to be ahead 2 steps. Enjoy the old, prepare for the new....more
Equally introspective and pensive, “Fill in the Blank” is a low-key gem making a huge impact without overstaying its welcome. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 8, 2018