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letra de waiting in line (album version) - denace

(hook)
i don’t wanna say my goodbyes
cuz dammit i ain’t even famous yet
but i guess it’s time that i say my goodbyes
dammit i’m tired of waiting in this line
just leave me alone (will you please!?)
just leave me alone (will you please!?)
just leave me alone (will you please!?)
just leave me alone (will you please!?)

(verse 1)
i’ve been at this, rap sh-t
around 14 years it took practice (woops)
practice makes perfect they all told me
but they never told me there’s a chance i’d never make it
they never told me life would be this f-ckin’ difficult
they forgot to mention all the stress and ridicule
you can be what you wanna be little dennis
but little dennis is big now and sees the message
and the message seems clear now doesn’t it
this whole time i was lied to you were bluffing it
and everything doesn’t seem like what they painted, no
cuz nothing’s colorful here my life is tainted
i’m so sick of this hatred i can’t take it
ha that’s what you wanna hear huh ain’t it?
you wanna hear me all depressed about your opinions
when i can give a f-ck less about your feelings

(hook)
i don’t wanna say my goodbyes
cuz dammit i ain’t even famous yet
but i guess it’s time that i say my goodbye
dammit i’m tired of waiting in this line
just leave me alone (will you please!?)
just leave me alone (will you please!?)
just leave me alone (will you please!?)
just leave me alone (will you please!?)

(verse 2)
this rap thing is making me a little anxious
why? cuz gucci mane and soulja boy are famous (hammer, hammer)
i got a name too but to the world i’m nameless
maybe i should rhyme a little more in layman’s (yoohoo!)
or maybe i should have my little cousin (come here)
write me a song and maybe then i’ll get a buzz going (yeah)
so i think i’m callin’ it quits (yep!)
either i’m too far behind or ahead of these pr-cks (b-tch!)
i feel like i just threw half my life away (bye bye!)
i get compared like i just k!lled my wife today (ha)
what do i need to do to gain some respect (what?)
some recognition that i’m actually great at rap (i am)
do i gotta wear chains and dance like i’m stupid (let’s do it)
teach people how to dougie and just say f-ck music
write my rhymes with crayons in a coloring booklet
or should i just do the stanky leg and limp away from this new sh-t

(verse 3)
wow, i’m the hottest thing out since twilight
but they don’t know me yet, i don’t even have a spotlight
i’m in the back waving my hands but no one sees me
and when i say i’m the one of the best, no one believes me
maybe my ego got the best of me maybe
but if you listen to the radio, you’ll know i’m not crazy
and everything i say makes sense doesn’t it?
i love hip hop when these outsiders are just l-sting it
wacka flocka lame, that’s his new name
if you don’t like that then you need a new brain
don’t speak to me, you’re talkin’ that gibberish
and plus you’re white with a grill, that’s just ridiculous
and you the lonely nerd behind the pc
about to post some bad comments about my cd
l1ck my -ss after i’m done taking a sh-t
and let’s see you dance for me, without breaking a hip

- denace

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