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letra de discipline - taboo (rapper)

[verse 1]
they gon’ hate on me cause the color of my skin
the way that i make it will be so thin
10 songs, but it only took 3 days
im in a league of my own, so why should i play
its the off season, been in my own lane
im being fair, fly this plane
bad eating habits, no discipline
dont need yalls support, im my own partic-p-nt
rapping to sweet, need insulin
all the sudden, people wanna mess with me now that i rap
i ain’t bringing yall, send yall back to the trap
messaging me on alt accounts, what is that salt about?
can’t accept that fact that i ain’t tryna speak anymore
all of this should be sent four floors
been the one who has kicked four doors
when im writing it feels like im done
but play it on wax then feels like i’ve won
with this music, i’ve had discipline
now we the one who ain’t fit in
tell me to slow down on my raps
my hands sticky full of sap
let’s have a lil’ chat, if you wasn’t taking a nap
i wouldn’t have lost interest so fast
ill spitted, fill fitted, no time with k!ll winnin’
was becoming a nihilist, but gave it time to digest
but in this music i was able to do my best
and gave it no time to rest
d-mn
[verse 2]
i come in here then i slam
i dont even need need to brag
i could never be a –
anyway, back to the topic
livin in the tropics, and no one can stop it
feeling like nas i didn’t feel the ether
and one i’m done you won’t be here either
remenants of my past, lucky i ain’t outlash
another dead body how is goes sometimes
outweighin’ pros and cons, thats how it throw sometimes
i go for mine, ain’t fold under pressure like some gold of time
tryna invest in my career, this pursuit of happiness
allegedly tryna take me down, a concept of a faceless frown
tryna channel these flows, up to down
eventually i’ll make a sound, in the industry
tired of people always b-tchin me
bags under my eyes, im tired
hoping one day i ain’t fired
feeling unmotivated, writers block don’t know what to say
pray to the skies in hope i can get a word out of my self
thoughts on the shelf, always have them, but when it comes to rapping
i freeze, no wonder they say money ain’t grow on tree’s
this complexion isn’t free, the cost is a piece of mind
sometime to grow, and maybe not throw but for now it’s alright

- taboo rapper

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