Teledysk
Kredyty
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frontier
Producer
Tekst Utworu
Yeah
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You see rap is a craft
But not all artists treat it as such
It's also a business
You gotta be savvy to be successful in this industry
How to rap is deeper than words
Let me learn you something
Bizzy
Listen
All I hear is mixtapes, mixtapes, mixtapes
Stop selling yaself short my nigga get ya shit straight
How much bars and beats are your really willing to give away
How much studio sessions and vids are you willing to pay
For, check that shit boy
If this is what you really live
Gotta move, like you really tryna get more
End up being stiff, poor, staring at reality
Music game is deadly, don't wanna be a casualty
Decide if you wanna spit consistently or casually
Ready for the math and have the mental capacity
Everybody wanna be an artist and I see why
Chain is i-c-y, that's played out, fila
Figuring the goon talk could pass em like they're g-I
Make your own music, young mumble with ya b-I
I'm B-I, Z-Z-Y
Learn a lesson passed around
Craft ya pitch to pass the mound, or end up in the last and found
No correction, said it how I ment to say it
Most these artist not gon make it, they career is mirror plated
Confidence is key, won't open that master lock
Gotta learn to pass the rock, tryna make it pass the block
Talent doesn't give you guarantees, apparent these
Artists of the new age all sounding like some parodies
Best pizza comes from the baker, dough, and fire
Gotta make ya slice, blood, sweat, tears, cheese, and a lighter, haaaa
All I hear is artists out here saying that they got that heat
Open flames don't make cake, so put that fire to your feet
Focus til you make cupcakes on campfires
Real artistry is shown, some artists are dead liars
Too busy making up stories, busy doing the telling
Not busy doing the crafting, won't end up doing no selling
Too busy raising their voice, busy doing the yelling
Won't invest in their vocals but invest in their dressing
These salads losing their blessings, impressing without progressing
Ingesting others that's testing, just pass it thru ya intestines, ewwwww
I could care less about who you with
Connects is just another person if you not doing shit
Always stay true to your dream, not tryna ruin it
But it's a big gap between who's in rap and who can spit
Call it craft for a reason, learn the ins and outs
Or end up in a drought, career might not even last the season
This is something that I learned, had to check myself
Do it for the love, why not cut my checks myself
Behind the scenes, out here tryna make my wealth in stealth
Family gotta eat when I'm gone, so it's on
Forest gump up in this game, 100,000 miles strong
Difference being that I have my goal direction through the storm
Gps'n every step until I step into the barn
I'm just tryna help my bredren, take this blessing while its warm, but
What do I know
Good chance no one will listen unless im out here
Singing high notes or my vids are going viral
Even if you spit things people feeling in their spinal
One wrong move could lead you to a downward spiral
Everybody wanna be on top, hip hop is gladiators
Don't wanna support, the next day they wanna ask for favors
Not tryna progress, why the hell you want a navigator
Gotta live that now or never, pocket full of now and laters
Chewing, hoping when you spit, your fans can get endowed with flavor
Doing what you feel will get you moving, steadily pursuing, heavily
Until you make your food and say it's ready g
Dish it to the masses, pickles onions on a sesame
Doing shit effectively, turn cheffing to a specialty
Til you see them checks from people begging for the recipe
Gotta know how to answer when your fate is calling
Can't sell to a market if it isn't starving
Can't be feeding t bones to ppl eating garbage
So just evaluate your target, artist
Hit the booth til the music sound flawless
Gawjuss, something that'll make you buy more shit
Stay away from yes men, they won't benefit you
Rap from self, whether it's fake or something that you been thru
Stay active with ya typing or your pen or pencil
Teach you how to rap, focus, that'll make it simple
Writer(s): Bernard Smith
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