MysticalOne - Dig You From Out Your Grave lyrics

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MysticalOne - Dig You From Out Your Grave lyrics

[1st Verse] Waiting for them to show up Ready for them come and show us how it's really done Living for the moment man and this is it Everything I'm looking for has come to this Hit them with the rhythm Tell them where the music really went Ever since a kid been struggling to comprehend How the music biz would come together in the end Would they tell the story where they really come from? Nope, standing on stage in an empty auditorium Where's everybody at is anyone out there? Doorman sold me tickets but does anyone still care? No one's here everybody seemed to went home Never had stage presence heard them on a ringtone Feeling disappointed I don't care for the current state Rap isn't music when it's only for the hustle game I don't write it I don't try it Never buy it All the money wasted While we're waiting a real riot We'll fight it Where's the competition where's the talent? Where's the challenge? Everything is sampled garbage well below average Fantasy fanatics everybody is a gangster Something odd about a "street thug" on a major But I understand it's simply for a paycheck Royalties and dividends for this fake sh** Time we get them out the club and make a real hit Find me writing in the dungeon devil in me waiting for the spaceship [2nd Verse] Brought me along for the ride I've been waiting ever since 11 Go ahead and give me everything left Whether it's unreleased Bblaming the companies Really want it gotta have it I'm a fiend for the sh** Sick of hearing that you had it so bad on your label That your broke a** had no contact with the payroll New whack style Divide your fan base in half Punishment for the loyal and no hits Forgotten always claiming that you get no respect Millions have been sold but that isn't success Not for a decade when your albums all flop hard Alienated your audience for the dollar Where you gonna be in ten more years, are you legends? Waiting for that record to go platinum again Living off the fame and money picking your poison And sitting back and laughing While your fans are waiting for that dark sh** Sadly think it's over need to focus on a new career Never really mattered cuz these rappers aren't real Music with a purpose really what we need now Showing love and give it up to the underground But I understand it's simply for a paycheck Royalties and dividends for this fake sh** Time we get them out the club and make a real hit Find me writing in the dungeon devil in me waiting for the spaceship