Lyrics
Blast: ya'll ever feel like
anything possible?
like you on top of it all.
i know how ya feel.
Verse 1
i feel like, most of the time i really owe it to myself//
to be the best that i can be, i know it all too well//
well, not too much had been great since my father missing and//
since the day i been born i think i knew i was different//
music and moods to finally blow up my confidence//
no nonsense involved, recall it on and on again//
had nothin much to do wit family, or the life handed to me//
cause it was, snatched away, then not many understandin me//
two full years pass without a single reason to rejoice//
seventh grade then, shy, but steady buildin my voice//
what really broke me out was, laid eyes on a beautiful girl//
and we would conclude, th first time aint really work//
we'd try to, work it out, get mad and spazz out//
forget what we really thought, push Blast to back now//
but that aint really matter then, because i was her choice//
hell, a reason if any i gave myself to rejoice// yeah
Hook
You act like i need a reason to//
a reason to, rejoice, that would see me through//
you act like
you act like i need a reason to//
a reason to, rejoice, this what the peoples do//
rejoice,
you act like i need a reason to//
a reason to, rejoice, thatd see me through//
you act like,
you act like i need a reason to//
i can rejoice on my own, i need nothin from you//
Verse 2
finally got comfortable, now im showin people my tapes//
if they feelin it? great, but i dont really care if they aint//
and lately, in this year i made one my best new friends//
through ups and downs, stuck wit it, i connected wit him//
and -- B was still picky, back when my rhymes was still gritty//
undeveloped in my anger, regret, and self pity//
attention got greater, now they know who i am//
around my town, celly pops wherever i sit or i stand//
but i, came off the wrong way as a rapper and a man//
think id attack you where you stand, rash without a plan//
Blast aint bother man, cause now the kids look up to me//
the girls walk up to me, and he guys "wutup" to me//
created a buzz, so much love when im makin this noise//
hell, a reason if any id give myself to rejoice// what
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Verse 3
when you on top, when you lose it you in pain//
seem like in vain that i been perfectin my spit game//
and im, great at what i do, and im in love with myself//
the music i make, my lord, and i just use it to help//
im doin this, well, as long as the fire inside me will allow//
till im passin out layin down, im happy with how i sound//
not even tryna impress you now, im just makin my point//
i aint really love myself when i aint have a voice//
funny how things change, you get money new friends came//
more outgoing to others, without a couple i would be insane//
act mean just to displease you, deep down i really need you//
these just words, only a couple people theyd see to//
i mean it though, every piece of me is slowing comin together//
no more what if's, whatever's, listen to what ive said here
and i remember now, sorta clear, but the picture still fuzzy//
was she what kicked me off-- when nobody loved me?//
id say it fall back on she who gave me voice//
hell, thats a reason if any id give her to rejoice//
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