音乐视频
制作
作曲和作词
Robert Thibodeau
词曲作者
制作和工程
+30EXP
制作人
Brian Rosa
混音工程师
歌词
I been so deep in the water I didn't realize that there's even a surface
Crafting myself to a rapper I guess I forgot how to just be a person
If I ain't been writing or gripping that mic in my right hand I feel like I'm worthless
Stumbling through space and time hoping eventually I bump into a purpose
Rubbing lamps and hoping for some genies
Wishing I could be like cats on TV
Once I make it pretend it was easy
Know I'm famous once she thinks she needs me
Now you see you me now you don't Houdini
Mastermind capped underneath this beanie
Asinine to think my life is peachy
Acting fine then you popped in my CD
Strangers love your pain for entertainment
Risk it all with just the hopes you make it
That's the life of being an escapist
Sick of chilling smoking getting wasted
I think its time my life needs some changes
Daily mundane transform into sacred
I only shackle down myself
Houdini
There's no one here to help
Houdini
A rapper on the shelf
Houdini
Imagine how he felt
Houdini
Look what happens felt the magic now you acting like you need me
I've been stuck in this straight jacket so long I think I believe it
All this passion I been trapped in some say I might be a genius
Got me sitting thinking and laughing like nah man I'm like Houdini
I was just locked in a box but when I popped out I was still stuck in a circus
Living off heat that I got from throwing all these writing inside of the furnace
I should be searching for jobs but instead I'm bobbing my head writing these verses
Get their attention to see how long it takes to turn entertainment to worship
Rubbing lamps and hoping for some genies
Wishing I could be like cats on TV
Once I make it pretend it was easy
Know I'm famous once she thinks she needs me
Now you see you me now you don't Houdini
Mastermind capped underneath this beanie
Asinine to think my life is peachy
Acting fine then you popped in my CD
It's magic ain't it
How I hold the pain in
Wear a painted smile
While I'm devastated
Did I hold my breath
Am I suffocating
Am I close to death
Or is this entertainment
Fuck it all
I gotta live
Feel like I gotta rap just to exist
Been too constrained by the chains on my wrists
And I know that it's hard and I shouldn't admit
But I'm closer to god when I'm in this abyss
All my inspiration from the cliff
If I don't make it how am I gonna live
All this hesitation me sick
Years of preparation just for this
All these imitations don't mean shit
The great escape is when I fucking quit
Writer(s): Bobby Thibs
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