Mature - Hey Rap Lyrics

Wake me up from this dream that's called reality
It's tough to be alive
We were sent from heaven and now we'll struggling to get back ?
Confusing as hell I'm trying to make my own heaven while I'm still here
Incase there's none
So don't get me wrong when I say what I say and how I say it
You can follow your guts
Recall on my freestyle that I once told you
You'll get the full gist on the full track
Mic is on cos I gotta do what I told you
Gotta do what I told you
Come to think of it I was never meant to be a priest
But the kiddo thought he was really born to be a priest
I was just ten when I got into the alter boys
Serving mass up there sparked the passion then I guess
But this is far from what you see or what you think
What I thought was heaven was darker than a normal thing
So I had to leave man that's not the life for me
Then the love for women kicked in and that was the peak of it
And I asked myself can you really stay all your life without doing this ?
And he said NO
But I don't regret why I left or got in there
I mean they gave me friends who have now turned to family
Discipline, knowledge wise, formation is top notch
I will not deny that shaped my life a better way better way better way better way better way better way
I was not shocked by the way out the way if you stand on my way I'mma strike you'll away
Gone are the days when priests were figures of holiness
It's faded away
It's clear if you think without fears of the scriptures twisted into your ear
That It's more of a business than the words that they preach against all the things they do in the dark but who's gonna say ?
That dirty secrets are buried under those sparkling robes
This not rap
It's just rap
This not rap
I said it's just rap
I wanna rap
I wanna rap
Still wanna rap?
Oya rap
How how do you define rap?
Rap is truth buried in beat
So when you coat your message to suit the crowd
You not rapping
What do you think rappers do? How do you think rappers write?
One single line with the different meanings in-between
I read 425 paged book just to get a verse
Turned my poems into rap after I heard 'em Phyno's bars 2011 (iyeee)
So give me any beat and I'll f*ck it up like a bitch
My flows can be whack only when I breath out oxygen
I was busy building rhymes in my first couple raps
Later figured out rap is way more than just rhymes
When I say I've come to preach I mean I've come to preach
A pastor without robe but mic tell me what you see
Nothing
Let me tell you what I see
Rappers now sing and they still call it rap
Oh f*ck!!! did I just skip a verse ?
I'm sorry should I even apologize ?
Beat so good you can digest the kicks
That's what you get when Jvbal makes a beat
It's why I like to eat them up man "bona petit"
I feel inspired anytime I listen to me
Literally not just cos it's me
I'll still be a fan of me if I wasn't in me
When I pick my pencil some want me to draw
And I pick up the cam some want me to snap
When I put on my outfits some want me to style
And I pick the mic some want me to rap
And when I start to rap
I hear all you do is just rap
Damnnn they want me to sing
Many of my ogs turned to my old gees
Figured I keep them away
Bury the hatchet but scars are still on my niece
Prefer to bury you G
My Talent is raw so that's why I'm cooking it up
Execute all my plans
I'm Waiting for success I'm patient like who needs a nurse
Oh get me a nurse
Raised in a place where the kitchen wall stains your cloth
And you think I'll quit?
Vanity is vanity wealth is the vanity I choose
So pack up and leave
Raised up a good kid ended up doing some wrongs
Should I blame it on me?
Or put it in government, put it on family and all
They all get the blames
But the blame will be on me
If I fail to provide for my kids
So God forbid that poverty tries to win
I banter and scatter the head
I'm taking it one at a time
And if time is so fast
Amigo I'll double my takes
With these struggles to win
I hope that I make it and live to enjoy what I've made
Cos death is a bitch
My nigga