MontraOne - Candlelight (prod. Dos3) Lyrics

I don't ever wanna work another day for another man
I wanna make a killing just to give it back
This for my mom and dad
Ever since my father's passing
My mother's been sad
And now I'm trying to make her proud so it's time for me to take a chance
Taught to be clever, creative, and optimistic
Lyrically gifted, I'm trying to bend the laws of physics
Raised to be diligent, time to concentrate my intelligence
To try and tell the story of my past, in present tense
Not heaven sent, words are heavy set, hells resident
Represent realism, I'm as real as it really gets
They say you can buy knowledge and knowledge can get you dollars
Then can you tell me why I'm so f*cking broke after college
A true scholar, put that on my father
I'll be making top dollar
All laundered. And not a single dime squandered
Telling me I got this and I'll never give up
If you're believing knowledge is power yet power corrupts
World peace could only be achieved on a planet of dumb f*cks
I fell in love with music these lyrics are more than dumb luck
Every single word written against me is tough love
Still rugged enough to tell em, they can get f*cked up

Let me tell you just a little bit about my life
Just a lil bit just a lil bit
Let me tell you just a little bit about my life
Just a lil bit just a lil bit

And the fact is I'm no better than average
But I can do all I've imagined if I put my mind passed this.
Represent the 99% and lower classes
Have a message for the masses
Sever the snake's head
Retribution for the passive
Revolution in this passage
I've had it. The pressure finally has this man snappin
Back at it to prove that they haven't killed the last Dragon
It saddens me to hear half the Shit that's passin for Rappin
And I'm feeling like the anti social
Anarchistic anti Christ
Anabolic, leave em catatonic when I grip the Mic
Autonomous and honestly I'm staying up like every night
Bring words to life to crystalize the present with a future mind
Young and sharp. Working hard to prove I'm not a stupid guy
I ride the bus to work so I could save up for a suit and tie
Do or die, who am i? The person that you scrutinize
Searching for the truth inside so I must dispute the lies

Let me tell you just a little bit about my life
Just a lil bit just a lil bit
Let me tell you just a little bit about my life
Just a lil bit just a lil bit

Let me tell you bout a bit of my life
In pages, days of hate And anguish
Far behind, but on the inside
The pain ain't fadin, it's invading
They said that I might be going crazy
Over medicating lately
They said that I might not make it
Underestimated daily
Underrated paying homage to all those who play me
They said that I might just be the Shit
So i go for greatness
Can I obtain it? With a little bit of heart and the mind frame
That a whole lotta fame can never change this!
Finally found what I've always been chasing
Now i need a way to turn it to a pay slip
No days off no f*cking pay skip
No time now I've lost my patience
Armed and dangerous
Aim to get paid Bitch...
And I've been living so f*cking
Passive agressive
Still stressin and buildin tension till my collective rejects it
I'm the mess of all messes, put the reject in rejection
I've been smoking so much that it's affecting retention
Of so many blessings because I often forget em
All of the stress taught me a valuable lesson
Of how to fall into and get myself back out of depression
And now I need Another session to relieve all of this pressure
Going back inside my mind to dig you up another treasure