JAY RAIN (Rapper) - Sun Shy
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{verse 1}
I’ve been tryna fight my brain
I’ve been tryna stay away
From my hidin’ and display
What i highly think is great
On a sunshiny day
But once sunshine’s away
Once sun’s shy, i sway
And my punchlines breaks
And i’m done like, wait
Is jay rain even a weight i wanna hold?
Is jay rain even a place i want? it’s cold
Is jay rain even the same as his soul?
Is jay rain- uh
All these questions waiting to be answered
Like kanye to sway, shit, i don’t got the answers
I might be the one who will mix and master
But of this system i’m not the master, that i lack, yuh
I compare my lyrics to the masters of the rap, i
See i’m still so far from great, so far from free
So far is hate of bars and beats
So far the trees are stuffed with leaves
But one month later
I see the evil creep and i hate my creation
Once amazing, after havin’ ‘em played, ehm
Maybe they ain’t, ugh
A loop of feelin’ fantastic
But once time has passed it
Starts to feel like plastic
And i hate what i’ve crafted
Voice sounds so bad, shit, and the mixing sucks
That’s all i think ‘bout my stuff and i hate it, cuz
How can i grow if i don’t ever try to love
And own what i’ve grown? man i love hip-hop
It might not suck or maybe it does
It’s hard to know when you’re thrown for a loop
I need to stick confidence on with glue
So i don’t lose the passion and i do
More with music cause i love to use it
Tell my life and lose it
In the music i’m fly and i like to move it, uh
Been writing for so long but still remember the start
A young kid with an ache in his heart
Wanting to spill out the pain, didn’t care ‘bout no card, credit or cars
A young boy who discovered his passion
A problematic boy who discovered the rappin’
If it wasn’t what i wanted, i’d had stopped at the laughing
But i didn’t and i haven’t
I love flowing through verses and rhyming
Climbing to the climax and refinin’ my vision like it’s imax
Assignment’s designing until i’m signed and life is life, man
Not just a struggle for money
Fuck i don't need millions, i yearn for a lovely life
Not one workin' for paper but working for highs
'cause that's what i'll remember when i die, uh
Not all the numbers made in my time, nah
{verse 1}
I’ve been tryna fight my brain
I’ve been tryna stay away
From my hidin’ and display
What i highly think is great
On a sunshiny day
But once sunshine’s away
Once sun’s shy, i sway
And my punchlines breaks
And i’m done like, wait
Is jay rain even a weight i wanna hold?
Is jay rain even a place i want? it’s cold
Is jay rain even the same as his soul?
Is jay rain- uh
All these questions waiting to be answered
Like kanye to sway, shit, i don’t got the answers
I might be the one who will mix and master
But of this system i’m not the master, that i lack, yuh
I compare my lyrics to the masters of the rap, i
See i’m still so far from great, so far from free
So far is hate of bars and beats
So far the trees are stuffed with leaves
But one month later
I see the evil creep and i hate my creation
Once amazing, after havin’ ‘em played, ehm
Maybe they ain’t, ugh
A loop of feelin’ fantastic
But once time has passed it
Starts to feel like plastic
And i hate what i’ve crafted
Voice sounds so bad, shit, and the mixing sucks
That’s all i think ‘bout my stuff and i hate it, cuz
How can i grow if i don’t ever try to love
And own what i’ve grown? man i love hip-hop
It might not suck or maybe it does
It’s hard to know when you’re thrown for a loop
I need to stick confidence on with glue
So i don’t lose the passion and i do
More with music cause i love to use it
Tell my life and lose it
In the music i’m fly and i like to move it, uh
Been writing for so long but still remember the start
A young kid with an ache in his heart
Wanting to spill out the pain, didn’t care ‘bout no card, credit or cars
A young boy who discovered his passion
A problematic boy who discovered the rappin’
If it wasn’t what i wanted, i’d had stopped at the laughing
But i didn’t and i haven’t
I love flowing through verses and rhyming
Climbing to the climax and refinin’ my vision like it’s imax
Assignment’s designing until i’m signed and life is life, man
Not just a struggle for money
Fuck i don't need millions, i yearn for a lovely life
Not one workin' for paper but working for highs
'cause that's what i'll remember when i die, uh
Not all the numbers made in my time, nah
