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letra de can you - factual

[hook]
can you hear my voice
can you feel my pain
can you make the choice
can you fight this hate

[verse 1]
everyday i’m aching
everyday i take this trust that i want and it rusts but i must save us suffocate from this dust
some days i don’t know what i’m saying, still i emboss something that i want so much
yeah, sometimes i erase my emotions just to fight through something made up
cause my mind lies, give it time it still lies it’s like mind mine field, i don’t care about your business cause i’m too busy minding mine, i need to find something to devise not sublime in my rhymes but a vision so sharp it fixes my eyes, i don’t work a 9-5 and it sucks cause i need money to fulfill my dreams in a decent time, i fight and i write all combined but it means nothing if i can’t survive. everyday i’m searching for a way to improve, i just sit in the booth
i think about youth, i think about what i want with my life, in the future. suture, my mind as a whole protect this vision that i hold before it shoots ya. i could go on all day, these feelings i hold are always the same i could get em sautéed and truth would still taste like pain, in the face of great i just feel like im insane. everyday i don’t know where to go, cause im sitting on the floor in death’s house and he doesn’t wait, he makes haste towards the hate that i feel toward myself and i’m begging don’t k!ll me wait! please. help me. i don’t wanna change, but i need to change, and i can’t change, but i need faith, and i’m holding on, and i need strength

[hook]
can you hear my voice
can you feel my pain
can you make the choice
can you fight this hate

[verse 2]
i woke up one day and started making music
i belong in the dark i like it here, but it hurts
these are all words that i’ve used to implore that i’m fine
you could take any line of mine and dissect it, and you’ll find that i’m sick
and truth is if i don’t making it doing music ima f-cking lose it
i refuse to, live a normal life and work a 9-5 all because i want to spit some rhymes
i think i’m a little fly but i know my chance is 1 in a million, still ima flip a dime
i want it, this life is mine, i run it, give me a minute i might, i hunt it, show you what it’s like to be dedicated to the point that you cry, i won it
when i talk about pain can you feel it, that’s real
when i talk about hate can you relate, that’s real
when i breakdown and cry on the mic, that’s real
and i hold back my tears now but, that’s real
i love you all so much and i can’t thank you enough
you gave me the support that begged for from the jump
i’ve been surrounded by fake friends, no end, saying my music isn’t gonna take off, but they’re wrong! they must be, man i get it, that’s enough! but this is just me, let me live my life, trust me, you’ll regret those words, when i make it to the top, you’ll beg for a spot, but you ain’t gonna get a hit cause i’m gone

[hook]
can you hear my voice
can you feel my pain
can you make the choice
can you fight this hate

- factual

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