T. Calmese

15Mins of Shame


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Let's address the elephant up in this room
Reasons why I be so low and why I never blew
See I don't really have the answer if I did then I would give it
Could've been Cole, Could've been Kendrick
Probably been neither
I am a phenomenon the haters like to frown upon I was bred different
Took the road less travelled and though it seems long
I'm just a small spec in a big picture
Been a killer on beats, niggas in they feelings I don't feel em
Funny how your life can change off something small as a choice
If I'm the underdog, I'll write the theme songs
I was given this voice my body bleed songs
So never underestimate the appetite
Niggas can't tell me shit about a sacrifice
Or bragging rights, and that's 100
That rapper life, I done seen and done it
Ain't shit to catch a body on stage
And baptize em wit the style I got em riding my wave
They tell me I'm spittin lines that a prophet would say
I'm just living in beats, it's a release..

Hook:

You might..think I'm...moving... too slow...
But everyday..people come...and go...

You might..think I'm...moving... too slow...
But everyday..people come...and go...

15 minutes of Shame...I ain't in it for fame..
15 minutes of Shame..I ain't in it for fame..
15 minutes of Shame.

Look I'd be lying if I said that I was comfortable
I could probably use a back rub or a blunt or two
The wonderful struggle of a nigga on his way up
At this point all or nothing, everything, fuck a number 2
Carried books by the bando where the thieves slept
Down to my last dollar I just seen stress
I'm at a age where people settle and they dream less
I got a right brained approach but pack a mean left
No doubt, I been a show out
From sold out shows wit the red carpet fold out, where nothing comes to closed mouths
Organic, raw talent never off balanced
For a few dollars, This that
Open up the roof and let the coup holla rap
From a blue collar cat, who pull them flow out like a strap
Aiming at ya mind over time I heard all these niggas budding, now I'm bussin back
Wit the golden gun, I'm the chosen one over drums
And I'm dancing to my own beat
A slow creep to the top me and my niggas
Where all the foes be who pose as homies, competition...

Hook:

You might..think I'm...moving... too slow...
But everyday..people come...and go...

You might..think I'm...moving... too slow...
But everyday..people come...and go...

15 minutes of Shame...I ain't in it for fame..
15 minutes of Shame..I ain't in it for fame..
15 minutes of Shame.

Bridge:

Some might think I'm moving too slow...
But everyday they come and go come go..
Some might think I'm moving too slow now..
Cause every day they come and go come and go now...

Now Some might think I'm moving too slow...
But everyday they come and go come go..
Some might think I'm moving too slow now..
Cause every day they come and go come and go now...


Autor(es): Jesse Givens, Terron Calmese