Not about me

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Telephone (0.11-0.34):
I don’t feel shame for my past,
Cuz that was only my sh**.
And you are free to discuss,
But you are not to permit.

You always tried to insist
That I’m a regular one.
And I was bound to resist.
Now you just look what I’ve done.

Verse I (0.35-0.57):
I lived some twenty odd years
Up to the moment to see
That all the “bulls” and the “bears”
Are not enough to succeed.

And I don't fu**ing regret
A single second I spent
To write the words I would read
To all the folks I respect.

Before my God I admit:
Among the drops that I shed,
Not only blood and sweat,
But some for b**ches I had.

I look up into the sky,
I wait for what is ahead,
But I’m controlling my flight
And all the words in my head.

Chores
I don’t feel shame for my past,
Cuz that was only my sh**.
And you are free to discuss,
But you are not to permit.

You always tried to insist
That I’m a regular one.
And I was bound to resist.
Now you just look what I’ve done.

Fading:
I know what I'm gonna do
Until the day I’ll be gone.
I’ll leave you here in the zoo,
Under a man with a gun.

You’ll always be in my shade,
Before it goes to the dark.
Even if my legacy fades,
You will continue to bark.

Verse II:
Inside my mind, I don’t see obstacles, I see the goal.
It is my own spectacle, and I assign the roles.
So listen to my lines, my heart is now a stereo.
Not for the money, not for fame, but just for YOLO-yo.
It’s sad to see how people struggle each and every day,
With their real plans and dreams forgotten on the way.
But happiness is not a thing that has to be delayed,
This is my life, this is my game, this is the way I play.

Chores
Fading