Jonathan Wyman - Hush lyrics

[Verse 1] They don't want me to be rich They just want me to be broke They don't want me on the charts They just want me in a hole They don't want me to be me They just want me to be them But the only people that are into them are their friends They don't bump me in the car They don't bump me on the bus They don't know they would get far If they did it like us Talk about being at the bar Tell their buddies I s** They don't want me to balloon They just want me to be crushed [Hook] And they want me to hush (Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush) But I won't shut up And they want me to hush (Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush) But I won't shut up I must be doing damn, I must be doing damn good I must be doing damn, I must be doing damn good Alright y'all, here we go, yeah [Verse 2] They have had enough They want me to hush They want to hire doctors just to sew my lips shut But they don't know no doctors so I tell them that they s** Try to take the f**ing money out my cup, what the f** They will never shush they were never timid Silkk the Shocker flow, never had No Limits All the pothead chicks with it Let me see you put the f**ing purple to your mouth like you're s**ing off Grimace (what!?) Put the purple to your mouth like you're s**ing off Grimace (what!?) Put the purple to your mouth (what!?) Put the purple to your mouth (what!?) Put the pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa (what!?)(what!?)(what!?)(what!?) [Hook] 1, 2, 3 And they want me to hush (Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush) But I won't shut up And they want me to hush (Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush) But I won't shut up I must be doing damn, I must be doing damn good I must be doing damn, I must be doing damn good Well alright, y'all, we're about two minutes into this mother right now [Verse 3] Well alright, y'all, we're about two minutes into this mother right now We're going to keep on breaking it on down for you all if you don't mind It goes S-P-O-S I know they want to see me with a bullet in my chest 'Cause with the microphone I tend to be blessed And they be staring at me mean-mugging all unimpressed I think theses dudes would be more at home If I was laying in the road like an orange cone So they could run into my home to steal my poems While I got the hemoglobin leaking out of my dome While I got the hemoglobin leaking out of my dome (While I got the hemoglobin leaking out of my dome) (Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!) Break it down, it goes [Hook] 1,2,3 And they want me to Hush (but I won't shut up) I must be doing damn good [Verse 4] If they could I know they would all stop me Grab me, stab me, shoot me, drop me Bunch of FedEx Kinkos copies Bunch of carnivores trynna eat broccoli I'm hardcore but they think that I'm a softy d**h by Spose on their autopsies I was up early k**ing it, Chachie Sunrise-orange like a can of Moxie Get your wolf pack, try to out fox me Look I'm bright cause the lime light got me On my nineteenth iced-coffee And they want me to hush