Audio Push - Soundcheck Intro lyrics

[Oktane:] People please... Are you listenin to my vision that I am livin Ever since I was just a kid I knew I was given A talent that nobody else was given So my division was exactly that, but I never knew if I was the difference Between good and great Because all everyone does around my is hate And tell me everything I'm working hard that's a mistake And we're the ones who didn't listen, now look at us today We came from battle rappin, clappin the gats, cats attackin us and mad us because we doin what you couldn't But now you back at us and you clap for us, all I see is people been waggin us because they seein what they should've Well you a couple minutes late You're try to bring your fruits to me, but I already ate I'm not hollywood my vision's just clearer I avoid conflict and it's not because I fear ya I just decided to choose I got too much to loose And besides that my only competition is the mirror So, pardon my? estab?, but you waggin when I'm walkin my by and I don't look your way it's simply because I don't hear ya All I hear is the fans, and ya'll understand their screams are deafening, they all waitin for the boss So you can pay for your ticket, you can't walk in with us because you didn't believe in us, now go and take your loss Cause now everybody is seein past the image That he has just hit it, the limit That he is not a gimmick The people admit it They see him and he is who they scrimmage They shoot at my head, I popeye, and he is out of spinach Take it in I'll give you a minute Sean and Kadis told me to go in, I hope that they meant it Lots of money and time had went in I spent it Now I'm paid in full every show, back to business Of course they're gonna hit the three, even if they foul him I'm here to sell more than a couple thousand I've worked too hard to be looked at as lousy I stand unamused, only music can arouse me Lyrics sparks songs I' m nice with em Mr. Hi I'm Him can really write venom I be happy to sent these rappers, out ice with em Point proven and I'm movin, I bruised em now Price get em [Price Tag:] Ever since the moment that I took a sip of life, I knew my kryptonite was to get on stage and grip the mic I see my dreams in front of me had to grip it tight Grew up with no dad, I guess that makes me a victim right? Wrong, I'm on my throne with my feet up You headed to the same destination, we can meet up My book is in the sky, which means you gotta read up Only the game is in the oven, let's turn the heat up Pull the seat up, sit in the row Get on the map, sick of the thoughts, sick of the flow Pickin the shows, the quitters will stop the rippers will go We hittin them low, Price T and Okt we give and we go Whoa, my life I feel out rested My brody Bread shot in the head, show me the justice And ever since my cousin Pooch got k**ed I've been spittin fire untill the booth got grilled Who's not real? Audio the next in Punchin every letter in the game, no textin Teachin the cla** the wrong time to end the lesson Sittin alone on this road, no intersections Just me and destiny They waitin for the new livin legend, the next is me So feel the power of the truth when you're next to me I'm on the desktop, the trash is where the rest'll be So fear as the beat drops They prayin that I fell, and I just put my faith in God Let me say it again, I put my faith in God Chase the dollar Fix my collar Let them know that it's the rise And it's my job to release what I got in Loser from the Inland Empire, I am not him Me, I refuse to get in the game and not win If Okt is missin the three, I be tippin the shot in The only way that I'm going is right, no lefts Doing what I please in this game, no refs We the force that give you reports, no F's Me, I'm tryna make this money stretch, bow flex Oh yes, at show time I'm the town rep Gimme a flannel, some skinny jeans, and a brown vest The grand finale is us, we'll put it on next Just turn my mic up, I think it's time for soundcheck