{"id":21581,"created_at":"2018-05-14 15:56:39","updated_at":"2021-04-22 10:31:31","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2018-05-14 15:56:39","original_id":null,"artist_id":11898,"title":"5. Rock Bottom","slug":"5-rock-bottom","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"verse 1|\r\n\r\n- its hard to give a fuck when you got nothing to live for \r\n- everything you do just seems to be unfruitful \r\n- as time goes on that gun seems hopeful \r\n- and you just hoping that someone trys to stop you \r\n\r\n- thinking about the time when a kaffer had it all \r\n- a kaffer had to grow up so a kaffer lost it all \r\n- I know I got potential, why the fuck did I get a job \r\n- doing a nine to five, I hope it doesn't last long \r\n\r\n|verse 2|\r\n\r\n- distributing pamphlets for 20 bucks an hour \r\n- and in a day I only had to do 2 hours \r\n- equipment ain't cheap so I gadda do the hours \r\n- and no favors, mastering takes hours \r\n\r\n- last year was crappy, this year still shitty \r\n- all I do is music without getting a penny \r\n- ma'fuckers saying my shit is just too pricy \r\n- thinking I'll drop my shit, close to nothing \r\n\r\n- what you know bout, permanent apitite \r\n- I be looking like, he be running miles \r\n- skinny like, he ain't never had a bite \r\n- and I be dreaming like, I should be flying high \r\n\r\n- what you know about, selling head headphones \r\n- what you know about, selling weed to get a bite \r\n- what you know about, living a lie \r\n- what you know about, being at the rock bottom \r\n\r\n|verse 3|\r\n\r\n- I had to keep it real on this one, no gymics \r\n- you gadda get to know me by listening to my lyrics \r\n- what you hear is you get, I kept it 100 \r\n- at the end of the tape you gadda know who's mindless \r\n\r\n- I'm the only one that keep it real\r\nsmoking weed I had to quit \r\n- selling weed I had to stop\r\nthe money wasn't good enough \r\n\r\n-I never really had to hustle\r\nbuh don't think I was ever rich \r\n- I did it coz I liked it\r\nI like independency \r\n\r\n- I had enough for only me\r\nto others I was broke \r\n- no chick ever wannet me I was a trophy though \r\n\r\n-I never hustled for them ladies I look good bruh \r\n-I got every chick I wannet, till I had to move \r\n\r\n- now I'm at a rock bottom, it feels bad bruh \r\n- its almost like me and money got some bad blood \r\n- . . . I gadda fight the system \r\n- or, make it work towards my favour","download_count":225,"play_count":0,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-22","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5af\/995\/7cb\/thumb_72002_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":null,"status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Song Lyrics:
verse 1|
- its hard to give a fuck when you got nothing to live for
- everything you do just seems to be unfruitful
- as time goes on that gun seems hopeful
- and you just hoping that someone trys to stop you
- thinking about the time when a kaffer had it all
- a kaffer had to grow up so a kaffer lost it all
- I know I got potential, why the fuck did I get a job
- doing a nine to five, I hope it doesn't last long
|verse 2|
- distributing pamphlets for 20 bucks an hour
- and in a day I only had to do 2 hours
- equipment ain't cheap so I gadda do the hours
- and no favors, mastering takes hours
- last year was crappy, this year still shitty
- all I do is music without getting a penny
- ma'fuckers saying my shit is just too pricy
- thinking I'll drop my shit, close to nothing
- what you know bout, permanent apitite
- I be looking like, he be running miles
- skinny like, he ain't never had a bite
- and I be dreaming like, I should be flying high
- what you know about, selling head headphones
- what you know about, selling weed to get a bite
- what you know about, living a lie
- what you know about, being at the rock bottom
|verse 3|
- I had to keep it real on this one, no gymics
- you gadda get to know me by listening to my lyrics
- what you hear is you get, I kept it 100
- at the end of the tape you gadda know who's mindless
- I'm the only one that keep it real
smoking weed I had to quit
- selling weed I had to stop
the money wasn't good enough
-I never really had to hustle
buh don't think I was ever rich
- I did it coz I liked it
I like independency
- I had enough for only me
to others I was broke
- no chick ever wannet me I was a trophy though
-I never hustled for them ladies I look good bruh
-I got every chick I wannet, till I had to move
- now I'm at a rock bottom, it feels bad bruh
- its almost like me and money got some bad blood
- . . . I gadda fight the system
- or, make it work towards my favour
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