Social Club Misfits - Listen to This When You Feel Tough lyrics

[Intro: Marty Mar] They say life is like a box of chocolates Well guess what? I'm allergic to chocolate [Hook: Fern] A hundred shows, a hundred planes Misfit gang, you know the name Ridin' through my city, I don't feel the same But when they see me they be yellin', "Boy, ain't nothin' changed!" We back in this thing Back up, we back up, we back in this thing We back Back in this thing Back up, we back up, we back in this thing Back in this thing Back up, we back up, we back in this thing Bang, bang, bang Back in this thing Back up, we back up, we back in this thing [Verse 1: Fern] Got wifey riding that space car Independent never no A&R Big flow, but I had a small chain on 'Til that first check came, now my chain long Streets heavy livin' life awol I be goin' in back to the same old The same house stuck in the same hole All I ever had was a vision of playing baseball This that takeoff, wheels up, touchdown, left seat The reason you know why they mess with the Club heavy It's more than music, it started the frenzy I speak how it is, It's okay to unfriend me I'm not talking about Benz's or bezels But you can tell your friends that Fern is about it The movement is crowded and all of us wearing black Imma stand out ya'll gon' see me, no problem Where the options, options We're the true synopsis This is Frank Sinatra in the booth for pasta Spittin' you that proper so the youth that's growin' up in the hood will prosper Why Fern, why you do 'em like that? I be spitting like a gat, cause the toolie go brat Hollywood, homicide's number one But before my life's done Imma show 'em God's son [Hook] [Verse 2: Martymar] Wanna go my hombre? I'm chillin with my homies, can't tell me nothing Cause I got a clique, kinda like Kanye Misfits on a mission, we born to be different I found a bunch of kids like me And they just like me, they don't fit in I just got home, up and off a plane I got so many miles my flight off France I got so many friends, it's a lifestyle pump And I gotta new number only for my fam, dang Been a good year for me I got a couple of friends, they not here for me I've been talkin' to God, He been dealin' with me But my [?] in the closet, no [?] for me I think about my life now in retrospect The voices that said we couldn't do it all became irrelevant Dreams becomin' goals when they said that I would never win But I can't limit myself to the places that they'll never be [Hook] [Outro: Fern's Mom] Hi Lorenzo, I miss you son. We haven't seen you in a while. I know you've been working really hard for the Lord. I hope when you hear this message you know that I'm praying for you every day and I hope you know that we all miss you here at home. I know that you're doing a lot of work for the Lord Jesus Christ and we're trusting that He will be by your side and keep you safe until we see you real soon. We love you, we're real proud of you and we're looking forward to seeing you soon. Love, Mom