Trey Coachman - Never Back Down lyrics

[Verse 1:] Hates all around us Why you pleasure it That only increase the fuss So I ignore it, like friend request Slowly I rise, no disguise, nothing for me to hide So Ba-Bye to the people that drag me down I'm moving to a new place, a new town Not the city of lights cause its rep'ed long and hard My is Da ''D'' where the best cars are in are garage Yeah, this is my prime time for the taking I'm not sleeping at night cause this is what I'm waiting "4 score, and 7 years ago" to today rap wasn't on this planet The limit to the sky; I can't stand it SO I'm shooting to the stars I can't get the message out starting in my hometown Cause I'm mostly in Pontiac yeah like the car I've told I'm gonna go far But where my parents footsteps, Harvard? Pulling out my Childish card, no Gambino It's like I've been here before Holy Toledo Seems like a small world Too small to stand in one place Seen a lot of faces But haven't stand face to face Great time to idolize The real people from the fake I hardly ever known the time But always ready for a date I have been in stake But never been served a silver platter I need to get my hands dirty So, ha it doesn't matter [Chorus] I'm a real n***a Would you consider but figure I get, figures like Jigga's wife But no gold digger's, here in sight I put up with bigger fights That I don't pull the trigger of But be placed as a contender To support my (AMERICAN RIGHTS) Can't stand all these wiggas Keep it unique, Nigahiga Still painting my life story using the rigga, despite That I'm not backing down Does that make your jitters unite Take a small picture a visual of my history will ignite (Aight) [Verse 2:] I am the American story From bullied to glory I am Other Hope is seen in everything to this brother Only have my mind to cover Nothing like it other No plan but stepping into the dark well prepared Like a snotty teenage girl I don't care When it comes to all things that think they can tear me down They're all material things put back on the top shelve But when I get to the end of the route ha-ha I don't know what I've done and what I'm gonna do I've been pushed to the bottom with strength from pure hate Closed gates, not great but I'm making something out of nothing That's MYSELF and now this negro Is no longer a zero But clearly not yet a hero I will never back down I'll only front up even to the big a**es which can kick my bu*t Ban aids for a real reason so don't call me Nelly Still got motivation like Kelly Chiddy Bang cause threw it all I'm still Swelly (x3) I don't discriminate, Mel Gibson Sometimes I have my moments but not Homer Simpson I've risen from Crimson where I hardly grim some Towards to the kid with asthma that won But I like to stop and look how far I've come Now eyes and mind ready for the run Add it all up still short of the sum Have a little fun When you do me it like me Called a workaholic isn't enough [Chorus] [Verse 3:] The only thing that's not letting me fall is me I'm talking mentally & physically Cause I'll just drop But stop turn around the topic Cause I'm never gonna backside down So go take it to the head Cause everybody needs to know what I said That strait up is where I'm gonna go Fast or slow Stairs or latter But I know FaSho my dreams are gonna be captured That my dreams are gonna be captured That my dreams are gonna be captured No Kodak, cause its gonna being intentionally faster [Chorus]