Lyrics

No time to be nervous, I work like they don't deserve it These clowns get around like they're missing a circus Superb it's amazing how they're twisting the verbs and The kids get excited and they reach for the purse and Spend their hard earned, start repeating your verses Reaching for stars but not reaching the person Jump in the deep end, just breaking the surface Not standing in line so they can not serve us But you gotta be patient, are you willing to wait there? When the timing's right are you ready to take it? I been honing my components, waiting for my moment Now Im gonna own it, Just feed me my opponents Ain't no one been a head of me, I'm spittin' kerosene Their catalogue is junk mail, I'm leavin' legacies And I give 'em every right to be mad at me They can only take aim at the one they see (Take your shot son) Anything worth having ain't never coming easy It's the hunt that we're on that bring another meal Anything worth having ain't never coming easy It's to the hunt we belong man, that's just how I feel The system ain't broken, it's the way that it works It is what it is son, it is what it is Just a beautiful thing, a gift and a curse It is what it is son, it is what it is We survived a death roll, death toll's something special Here lies the best, put that on my head stone The epitaph fit, and the fact of that is I got to cracking that whip and put a dent ya headphones Homeless? I wasn't ready for home yet I was building my name up, hedging my own bet I was out on the road missing more than my own bed Missing these pieces that were keepin' my own head Got caught up, sorta, swapped gin for water Jordans for my daughter, brought up, borders Crowd still applaud us, cause we give 'em four quarters From standing in the corner with anxiety disorders Glutton for punishment, I was heading back for seconds So they hand me a sentence of antidepressants And I'm citizen second in my land of descendants But i'm independent like the pendant on my necklace Anything worth having ain't never coming easy It's the hunt that we're on that bring another meal Anything worth having ain't never coming easy It's to the hunt we belong man, that's just how I feel It's to the hunt we belong man, that's just how I feel
Writer(s): Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu, Daniel Rankine, Adam Briggs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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