from [url=]Jesse's tumblr[/url]:...
sittin in this office all day ain’t cuttin it,
but if it’s
lettin me pay my bills then i’m lovin it,
9 to 5 o clock 5 days i’m coverin,
and soon i’ll be on every magizines front cover ya,
i’m in the crowd exclusively,
girls look into my brown eyes and then i bite reclusively.
i’m a spider and my webs are catchy hooks,
check the books,
rewriting history dont give me sketchy looks,
pesky rooks hate on me 24/7,
but i grind all the time and will continue it forever.
in any endeavor,
i weather the storm before it teathers me,
…and i’m the master chief,
these feathers werent free,
bang bang.
i hit on my trible drum,
and holler at all my homies and that is when the tribe’ll come.
laughin and yellin the freshest like we were gum,
but better to be the best then be behind number one,
its like this,
i refuse to get by with every paycheck,
cause by the end of every week i feel like its was wasted,
i study this rap shit, not a minute is wasted,
wheather i’m twitterin, facebookin or myspacin,
i’m so amazin
it’s impressive huh?
i make the beats, sing the hooks, but its not enough,
i write my words, spit a verse,
get the kids to hear us,
and we can only fear God, but only God can fear us.
hate me please.
cause everytime you watch our video and tell your friends it pleasures me,
you can kill me with a gun but you cant heath ledger me,
and if the hills have eyes then i hope those hills are beverly.
all eyes on me from where the stars live,
and i’m just livin off the light that all the bright stars give,
i’m not done yet,
i just started,
barely half way, but i’m in it whole hearted.

Lyrics submitted by logicandlove

Fax Machine song meanings
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