Sky's The Limit (ft. Buck Rotton) - Jester

Sky's The Limit (ft. Buck Rotton) - Jester

  • Izlaiduma gads: 2007
  • Valoda: Angļu
  • Ilgums: 3:15

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Sky's The Limit (ft. Buck Rotton)

Jester

You’re not a gladiator just because you grab mics

You’re not a gladiator just because you grab mics

They say it’s lonely at the top, I don’t think that’s true

There’s always someone looking for a spot right next to you

So fuck you if you can’t appreciate the view

Cause you was lonely at the bottom too

I’m not an underdog just because I’m under you, dog

I’ll be like thunder from beneath for beef with head nod

the squad, we’ll be travelling on

Never settle for second best when you rattle the wrong

Head strong, babbling on, gives support to graff vandals

The mass explosion of colours like roman candles

Most of y’all can’t handle a non-standard ban

You misunderstand the commander plan

I have taken a stand, but you can’t stand the fact

That I work in the dirt track just to hurt your fake act

I fight back the lies of the trades, some guys are afraid

Fake superstars, I despise what you make

that someone you ain’t

But I’m your bite, the dollar sign is your bait

Don’t climb the stupid ladder, I’m comfortable where I am

You’ve got a long way to go, while I already passed my exam

(You're not a gladiator just because you grab mics)

As the saying goes: «sky's the limit», but wait a minute

The expression changes depending on what you put in it

Don’t you get it?

We’re not the same kind

There’s a sky high wall between us, you can’t see

I got a real DJ, he’s got to singing doing wack hooks

While he’s signing autograph cards, I’m signing black books

He wants to go platinum, collect

I want to build a platform and unite the grassroot

He’s pulling modelling chicks, I’m pulling musical strings in the underworld

Making sure tomorrow’s rappers are heard

He did an overpriced concert on a beauty contest

While I’m celebrating for, go figure out the rest

Alarmclock, sound for the next generation to inherit

Got to work systematically, or else we could just forget it

To remind myself to never let my fighting spirit sink

I’m going to imprint my six letter name with ink and sing «sky's the limit!»

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