What It's Like - Bling Face, Biggins

Cause this is What It’s Like to get in the rap game

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like when you start out rappin

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like to get in the rap game

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like when you start out rappin

(This is What It’s Like)

It’s a cold world that we livin in

Minds like a can of garbage, lift the lid, and fill it in

Gettin harder to be me, to be free, don’t you see?

Let’s untie the knots of bondage, mental slavery

They’ll throw you in a pit of lions, keep on lyin

Tell you you’re not working hard enough, come on and keep tryin

And I guess to some extent, yeah, they’re right

You’re a survivor

This is more than just survivin, keep on strivin

To be a better you than yesterday

You’re up to bat, step up to the plate

And let me tell ya, cause you need to know

Life’s about the struggle but also the ascension

Don’t just stick to playin the position you were given

And when they talk don’t let them forget to mention

How they got to where they are and when they needed the help

Did they simply get a handout or did they have to yell?

(Talking)

So just remember this, choose the ones you look up to wisely

Don’t place your idols too high up on the pedestal

Cause if they fall, you might just fall too

And if they define you, getting back up might not be so easy

Cause this is What It’s Like to get in the rap game

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like when you start out rappin

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like to get in the rap game

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like when you start out rappin

(This is What It’s Like)

I put the cake in the oven

Forgot to hit «Start Bake» for 2 dozen

Months before I noticed

I punched in that button

Watch as I finally become a real poet

Even though it’s heating up slowly

I feel so close and cozy where I am

But it’s baloney that it’s not rising

Maybe it’s the timing

And I’m not trying to be whiny

I’ll just keep writing, rhyming

Driving, and striving til I’m shining

The cake heating up

Was a metaphor for my skill speeding up

Sneakin up behind everyone

Sweepin em' up

Never saw it coming

Cause it was covered in a cupboard

Just sneaking it out with a side of beets now;

Takes a lot to sit-up, keep your chin-up

Not hiccup and give up

When you don’t get many listena’s

While haters are saying your shit sucks

Still got a lot to fix-up

But just keep fighting

Hope that one day you’ll see lightening

Of your success striking before your eyes

Adore your supplies

Absorb whores that rise

Mature metaphors and rhymes

Detour pure tries

Reform your lies

Improvise a disguise

To endure more eyes

(Talking)

So just remember this

There’s like 7 billion people in this world

You do have a chance of a lot of people liking your music

And not everybody’s gonna like it

But fuck the haters, rap your heart out!

Cause this is What It’s Like to get in the rap game

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like when you start out rappin

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like to get in the rap game

(This is What It’s Like)

This is What It’s Like when you start out rappin

(This is What It’s Like)

Yo Biggins! I think we killed that shit

Haha