Karaoké JOKER Dax
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Paroles
Give me the beat and a mic
Give me the freedom to write
Give me the vision to see my demons and beat 'em at night
Give me the pen and the pad
Give me a couple of stans
Gave you a percentage but
I'm takin' home all of the bag
Give me definitive and unlimited amounts of people lovin' me and
Call upon everybody who came before me and tell them to come and inject me with whatever they're smokin' man
I'm sick but I think you know that already
You call me evil but how would you know it unless you live it already
You think you're better right 'cos nobody's seen what you've done in the dark
But if I put your life in this light you would crumble and fight to survive or die
But bitch I fuckin' knew that already
I ain't special
But I specialize in makin' you feel especially stupid for judgin' a human
While you sit at home and the whole world can't watch what you're doin' or follow and hate all your movements
I ain't complainin' but I know the people who do it are sicker than me and I'm sick enough
I just might lose it
Ya you think you know me 'cos you double-tap on a picture
I hate the fact that you judge me
It's drivin' me crazy so when it's too deep I say Fuck it and drown in some liquor
I write these verses in blood
I got chapters for days 'cos my heart is a biblical scripture
And I ain't a prophet but I can predict that you'll never catch happiness 'till you're the pitcher
So please continue to laugh if I'm a clown you're a circus act
When I rap it's in a surgeon's mask
'Cos I place every syllable in a deliverable fashion from first to last
Then cut back with a message that's hidden in melody makin' them think and ask
If I was the one on the table pushin', givin' birth to rap
Maybe it was me
Maybe you like all my music but don't really actually love me
Maybe you just want a picture
Maybe you just wanna see me 'cos you need some money
Maybe you think that I'm happy
Maybe you think in reality likin' my post is repairin' a hole when it's actually shakin' and cuttin' the soul right out of me
I think I'm sick
I feel a rush of emotion whenever I post up a pic
I got a problem
I'm in the studio rappin' while this girl is suckin' my dick
She cut a hole in my heart
Now I fill it with women who love me 'cos they think I'm rich
And if I be honest
I just told a bitch that I care but I really do not give a shit
So what's your excuse
What helps you sleep
You leave a negative comment not knowin' what you sow you will reap
I bet you smile when you post
Thinkin' you're hurtin' me
But you see
The way the brain works you become what you speak
I need peace
But y'all can't offer that huh
I held my ground
I didn't sell my soul
I said Fuck the fame
Y'all can take that offer back
Fuck a shelf
You can't take me off the rack
All the fame is not worth the heart attack
You're insane, you're in pain
I can tell by what you're sayin' but
My bad
I forgot you were fragile
I forgot someone who doesn't even know me told you I'm an asshole
I forgot that I'm the villain
I forgot that I've always spread positivity but you think I didn't
I forgot that hatred stems from people who hate their own existence
I forgot I'm better off alone
I forgot I care for everyone's happiness but forget about my own
I forgot I spend every wakin' second on my phone
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Come and join my circus
I'm recruitin'
I'm taking everyone who passes judgement bitch
That's includin'
Everyone who thinks it's so amusin' to put me down while I'm pursuin'
The keyboard warriors that live online behind a screen that's just an illusion
Come, come, come
Come join my circus
You fuckin' pricks
I'll fuck you 'till you love me then pay you to do some tricks
I don't need a doctor
I need a bag of nails and bricks to lay down on the floor
So if you fail to land a flip you can feel what I felt when you tried to come sink my ship
Let me explain
You all help me financially gain
But I spend my money on mental health books and read them just to control all my pain
I don't wear clothes but bought this chain and just like you this chain is fake
I wear it to distract you from the blatant sadness written on my fuckin' face
What'd you expect
Did you think I was immune to what you were sayin' and didn't see all of the disrespect
Do you think I'm not human
Have no feelings
Or maybe you think
I'm fuckin' weak
And now I'm pleadin'
Maybe you think
I'm just too good and that I'm fuckin' cheatin'
Or maybe
Just maybe you're blind and the hate inside your heart
Clouds your eyes and your mind and your ears when I rhyme
Even though we all know
I'm one of the best of all time
Or maybe you're just a fuckin' bitch and I can't
Fuh
Stop comparin' me to people who are not in my league
Stop sayin' I don't believe in God just because you can't read
Stop makin' fake profiles so you can spam my feed
I'm not alone
I know there's millions out there just like me
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Informations
Rendu célèbre par Dax
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Daniel Nwosu Jr., Alex Nour
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Cet enregistrement est une reprise de JOKER rendu célèbre par Dax