How do you do it?
How do people come together and stay.... without forcing the other to swallow it down?
Gettin it from all corners today... listening to some Jayz, and reading a facebook response from a good friend.
Accountability time again... Learning the hard lessons.. Being reminded of how life is a ball-busting experience. Sometimes you gotta "eat the shit sandwhich". Thats what he said. And I hated hearing it. So instead, Im sittin on the bench... Scottie Pippen... again. Thinkin about Frank and do'in it my way....
And in between Fuck You's.... Im listenin to Jay.
WHO YOU KNOW FRESHER THAN HOVE.... RIDDLE ME THAT.
THE REST A YALL KNOW WHERE IM LYRICALLY AT.
Its a tough view from the bench.
Nothin but fumes. So much... it'll distort how you see the game played. (Without you).
The truth is.... people are fickle. Disloyal. Which ain't that big a deal unless it's your best friend.... or wife... or boss... or coach.... (Scout leader?)....
GRAND OPENIN.... GRAND CLOSEIN
GOD DAMN YOUR MAN HOV' CRACKED THE CAN OPEN AGAIN
WHO YOU GONNA FIND DOPER THAN HIM WITH NO PEN
I committed to give it up a long time ago. And by it.... I mean ME.
JUST DRAW OFF INSPIRATION
SOON YOU GONNA SEE YOU CAN'T REPLACE HIM
WITH CHEAP IMITATIONS FOR DESE GENERATIONS
I killed myself..... Hung myself... for "the way"... on some tree..... Cause there ain't no I in TEAM.
(YEAH..... But there ain't no WE either).
LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO
LOOK WHAT I MADE FOR YOU
KNEW IF I PAID MY DUES,
HOW WILL THEY PAY YOU
WHEN YOU FIRST COME IN THE GAME
THEY TRY TO PLAY YOU
THEN YOU DROP A COUPLE OF HITS,
LOOK HOW THEY WAVE TO YOU.
They all like it when you're good. But There's always that next in line. The man with the answer. The bigger fish. The Grass thats Greener.
What the Hell do you want me to do with that? And when are you coming back to make good?
WHEN I COME BACK LIKE JORDAN, WEARIN THE 4-5
IT AIN'T TO PLAY GAMES WITCHU
IT'S TO AIM AT YOU
PROBABLY MAIM YOU
IF I OWE YOU IM BLOWIN YOU TO SMITHEREENS
COCKSUCKER TAKE ONE FOR YOUR TEAM
AND I NEED YOU TO REMEMBER ONE THING
I CAME I SAW I CONQUERED.
FROM RECORD SALES TO SOLD OUT CONCERTS
MO FUCKER IF YOU WANT THIS ENCORE
I NEED YOU TO SCREAM TILL YOUR LUNGS GET SORE
Im ready J. to swallow it down.. And move on to your next big thing... Bring on your Encore. cause all
this... ain't all that.
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