time to realize, the music buisness feed us lies
but it takes more than that for us to leave it all
we´ve been called independent hippies by the people dissin' us
hell I ain´t independent, I depend on my listeners
so thank you if you like me and ok if you don´t
but f*** you if you don´t listen but still are acting like you know
this battle getting old
I´ve had it and I know I should laugh at you
I only did what I had to do whatever happened to
the good old ways of showing gratitude instead of attitude
there is nothing I rather do than throwing my pen and pad at you
don´t want to follow the tend and swallow the blend of greed and vanity
that they feed me gradualy through music media
d*** right is on I wan´t to know right from wrong
don´t want to just ride along
but it feels like everytime I write a song
pepole are like "drop the microfone, we don´t like your poem"
I dont want everyone to love me
I just don´t want to die alone
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
driven to boredom, listening to the given tunes
feeling that my limbs will begin to shiver soon
yet I´m living in a lie, living in my livingroom
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
give it to me now, I know I´m not alone to give into
the bitter truth everyone and I mean even you
are living in a lie, living in my livingroom
they want to see our reason fall behind
all I wanted to was to speak what´s on my mind
and maybe have me some fun
but their damage is done their brainwash is already in effect
go ahead and give me your version of credit and respect
I´m listening
but if we´re talking 'bout the same thing
than there must be a missing link and if you think
I just don´t understand what you´re saying
you´re d*** right indeed
don´t know what you´re trying to be
and if all yall can call me is a playerhater
fine by me
but you better belive there´s nothing better than me
than being head over heels in love with poetry said over beats
but many mc´s are pretending to be some sort of rockstars
not what will make me buy a record
I hate their tactics
as a playstation addict I escape the city of shame
but playing videogames all day won´t give me no fame
so maybe I should try to get signed and get big in the game
"here is your catalog number, now get rid of your name"
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
driven to boredom, listening to the given tunes
feeling that my limbs will begin to shiver soon
yet I´m living in a lie, living in my livingroom
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
give it to me now, I know I´m not alone to give into
the bitter truth everyone and I mean even you
are living in a lie, living in my livingroom
radio time´s for sake and now they pump their music into your head
till you´re hooked on what you´re forcefed
but do they realy think we´re that stupid
well I guess they do and if wou ain´t they question you
until they get the best of you
I guess we´re all decived by the
western weiw of music as a shallow entertainment
without walues or any statements
controlled by the ones who make the payments
is there any vacant basement
see I could use a hideaway
don´t get me wrong, I ain´t trying to save hiphop, it´s doing fine
it´s all the ill behavior around it that needs a saviour, do me a favor
don´t put words into my mouth
I never said I would mind being a superstar
but I won´t make a fool out of myself just to get far
see mistakes like these they often happen
and money ain´t the reason I started rappin´
I was lost a while till hip hop took me as foster child
always used to think that music was my life, kind of dump
'cause if you call that music then what the f*** have I become
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
driven to boredom, listening to the given tunes
feeling that my limbs will begin to shiver soon
yet I´m living in a lie, living in my livingroom
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
give it to me now, I know I´m not alone to give into
the bitter truth everyone and I mean even you
are living in a lie, living in my livingroom
but it takes more than that for us to leave it all
we´ve been called independent hippies by the people dissin' us
hell I ain´t independent, I depend on my listeners
so thank you if you like me and ok if you don´t
but f*** you if you don´t listen but still are acting like you know
this battle getting old
I´ve had it and I know I should laugh at you
I only did what I had to do whatever happened to
the good old ways of showing gratitude instead of attitude
there is nothing I rather do than throwing my pen and pad at you
don´t want to follow the tend and swallow the blend of greed and vanity
that they feed me gradualy through music media
d*** right is on I wan´t to know right from wrong
don´t want to just ride along
but it feels like everytime I write a song
pepole are like "drop the microfone, we don´t like your poem"
I dont want everyone to love me
I just don´t want to die alone
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
driven to boredom, listening to the given tunes
feeling that my limbs will begin to shiver soon
yet I´m living in a lie, living in my livingroom
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
give it to me now, I know I´m not alone to give into
the bitter truth everyone and I mean even you
are living in a lie, living in my livingroom
they want to see our reason fall behind
all I wanted to was to speak what´s on my mind
and maybe have me some fun
but their damage is done their brainwash is already in effect
go ahead and give me your version of credit and respect
I´m listening
but if we´re talking 'bout the same thing
than there must be a missing link and if you think
I just don´t understand what you´re saying
you´re d*** right indeed
don´t know what you´re trying to be
and if all yall can call me is a playerhater
fine by me
but you better belive there´s nothing better than me
than being head over heels in love with poetry said over beats
but many mc´s are pretending to be some sort of rockstars
not what will make me buy a record
I hate their tactics
as a playstation addict I escape the city of shame
but playing videogames all day won´t give me no fame
so maybe I should try to get signed and get big in the game
"here is your catalog number, now get rid of your name"
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
driven to boredom, listening to the given tunes
feeling that my limbs will begin to shiver soon
yet I´m living in a lie, living in my livingroom
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
give it to me now, I know I´m not alone to give into
the bitter truth everyone and I mean even you
are living in a lie, living in my livingroom
radio time´s for sake and now they pump their music into your head
till you´re hooked on what you´re forcefed
but do they realy think we´re that stupid
well I guess they do and if wou ain´t they question you
until they get the best of you
I guess we´re all decived by the
western weiw of music as a shallow entertainment
without walues or any statements
controlled by the ones who make the payments
is there any vacant basement
see I could use a hideaway
don´t get me wrong, I ain´t trying to save hiphop, it´s doing fine
it´s all the ill behavior around it that needs a saviour, do me a favor
don´t put words into my mouth
I never said I would mind being a superstar
but I won´t make a fool out of myself just to get far
see mistakes like these they often happen
and money ain´t the reason I started rappin´
I was lost a while till hip hop took me as foster child
always used to think that music was my life, kind of dump
'cause if you call that music then what the f*** have I become
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
driven to boredom, listening to the given tunes
feeling that my limbs will begin to shiver soon
yet I´m living in a lie, living in my livingroom
I´m living in a lie, lying in my livingroom
give it to me now, I know I´m not alone to give into
the bitter truth everyone and I mean even you
are living in a lie, living in my livingroom