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I don’t want to be
What you want me to be,
I’m just in it for the love of it.
I’m just in it for the love.
I want to believe,
In everything you see in me,
But, I’m just in it for the love of it,
I’m just in it for the love.
Look me in my face say I ain’t enough.
After everything you did to gain my trust.
I just want to believe this ain’t the end for us,
But I’m not sure I was made to be famous
Enslaved to this dream,
I love it, but I feel you betrayed me, yeah.
I feel you betrayed me.
Sold me a vision of what I can’t reach,
Of what I can’t be.
I never did this for the money or the shows,
Or the fame, or the glow,
Or to stay in some clothes
Or some rings made of gold.
You sold me on the love, and then made it a fashion show,
What happened to the passion though?!
Now all I hear is “how you gonna market that?”
“Who’s your target audience?” “Is that where all the stars is at?”
Chance and I the only ones who even care about a mixtape.
And that’s a mistake.
//Verse 2 (Callous)
Wake up, look in the mirror
Image of a youngin, a lover, even a killer
Most definite quitter, close, never the victor
Controlled, really the prisoner
Emotions holding the trigger
Ugh, faded memories along with the braincells
Hoping time tells if these rhymes will ever sell
Vision getting clearer still, but do I like what I see?
A funeral pyre & the higher desire to speak
Out, what the fuck you talking bout blud
This is my sweat, my tears, this is my blood
Could be my end, my fears, this is my crutch
But watch em lie to us regardless
Time is just the catalyst to living life lethargic
Are you hearing me? The flame inside my heart just started sparking
Think it's telling me, ain't no remedy for the heartless
What the fuck's catharsis
Watch me yelllin out fuck the future when I'm past it
Facebook likes, Twitter follows,
Instagram posts, Whisper mottos,
The new trappings of a rapper: backwards and hollow.
I started spittin’ for the life of Pablo Cezanne, not Picasso,
I’m not in it for centavos,
Keep the paparazzo,
I just wanna stay away north of Colorado,
Writing these songs down,
Singing my heart out,
But you say my art’s drowned out.
Nobody can hear it,
But you said if my lyrics came straight from the spirit,
They would have to come near it.
Have to come and hear it.
How’s it that now I have to sell out to steer it ?
Now there’s a laundry list of extra shit I need to do?
You said my love was enough, you’d help me see it through.
You believed in me, now it’s not just me and you?
All I wanted was the music. I guess I leave you too.
from Fire From the Heart,
released October 14, 2016
Vocals: Hyde and Callous
Lyrics: Chris Greene and Callous
Instrumental: Chris Greene
Saxophone: Drew Montgomery
Produced by Michael James and Chris Greene