Ronnie K. Whitlock - Everything lyrics

[Intro] "But at the end of the day, music is the one thing that can always make me happy So my message to anyone who doubts me or doubts my dreams To you, it may be Nothing But that Nothing is my Everything." [Verse 1] Life keeps spinning at the speed of a bullet Finger on the trigger better hurry up and pull it Laced in gasoline and smothered in the flames Burning ‘til the universe hears my name Feels my pain and sees my joy Touches the majesty and hears the noise Life's been good and the beat's still going Try to dam me up but the river keeps on over-flowing Shooting the breeze like the wind and a pistol Dropping these bombs like gravity and a missile Sun in the sky makes you glad to be alive Push away the clouds and let the light shine Light beams shooting through the smoke and the ruins Foot on the throttle hope I know what I'm doing Infinity is my vicinity don't be my enemy The day that I die will be the opposite of the end of me [Bridge] Everything happens for a reason Even if it ain't quite the season Everything happens for a reason Life goes on, better believe it Everything happens for a reason Even if it ain't quite the season Everything happens for a reason Life goes on, better believe it [Hook] Even if the birds in the trees don't sing Even if winter don't turn to spring Even if Lucy pulls my strings Tie your knots so I won't break free Even if the beat don't got no kick Even if the words don't come out legit Even if the planet ceases to spin Imma' get back up and Imma' try again [Verse 2] I've committed my crimes, murdered every single rhyme After three whole years, pocket's empty, not a dime Quarter, nickel, in the fountain, not a trickle But that just ain't why I do it and you might believe that's mental But every single line is like a hundred-dollar bill Every ba** drop is like a five-star meal Every compliment makes it all seem worth it ‘Cause without all of y'all, this music would be worthless People always telling us to follow all our dreams But make us decide on a career by the time that we're 16 Like I really have a plan for what I wanna' be I just wanna have a good time, write it down, and sing But no, you gotta keep the money flowing Get a dead-end job until the day your soul is broken Whenever they ask me what I really wanna be I tell ‘em, “Music is my everything.” (My-my-my everything) [Hook + Bridge] "So I'll tell them that I wanna' make music for a living, right? I'll talk about Endfinite Records and how music is my pa**ion And they'll go on to tell me how impressive that is, yada, yada, yada But then go on to say that I need to pursue a safer career About how the chances of making it in music are near impossible And how without connections in the industry, I'll never get anywhere And part of me believes them, and I wonder if everything I've worked at was for nothing But then I go straight home and keep at it for some reason It's like this endless cycle of me going back in forth on what I want to be What are the chances I could make it? What if I fail and end up broke or something? I mean, not to be self-absorbed or anything, but I'm far from stupid I make good grades and do excellent in all the cla**es I take So I guess what I'm worried about is letting people down Like, “Oh, he was so smart and had so much potential, but he blew it.” But at the end of the day, music is the one thing that can always make me happy So my message to anyone who doubts me or doubts my dreams To you, it may be Nothing But that Nothing is my Everything."