Hopsin - Pillow Man скачать mp3

(Hook) Mr Pillowman, you can sleep on me. And i'll fulfill your dreams I'm the Pillowman, you probably heard about me. I'm more than what I seem Verse 1 Once upon a time there was a boy named Mr. Pillowman He had enough rage bottled inside to even kill a man And always went out of his way just so that he could get a friend He'd ask for opportunities but nobody would give a damn And he would always hope he made, Cause he was so creative But he was slowly hated going through these dopey mazes He'd never hesitate whenever a test was given He'd pass it with an A+ but get no recognition At 19 years old he thought he caught his break And understood that patience and motivation is all it takes His mother was so happy for him that she bought a cake I wish you could have seen the smile on his father's face Two days after that, he was feeling lost and dazed The man who was suppose to be his hookup was talking fake Now this is oftly strange, his world is cloudy as it softly rains As he's crying out loud, his heart would sing... (Hook) Verse 2 ....Mr Pilloman. Nothing but a civil man Always felt that his success was just around the riverbend He'd smile in your face but down in his heart he'd be sad the world would never acknowledge half of the talents he had 22 years old he thought he caught his break again Because his buddy hooked him up, and it's for surely thanks to him That Mr. Pilloman, is happy and so proud of his life Wow this is nice, it's like he felt the power of Christ He knew that God is good and God is bold, It's time to Rock and Roll Somebody finally understood he was a pot of gold His lack of success was to the point where it's gotten old But patience was the key, so the stories often told ...Then his buddy called, and said "I hate to tell you, But that connection that I hooked you up with never fell through" Then Pillowman's like "What the hell dude? You said this was a swell move I'm probably better off trying to sell shoes" (Hook) Verse 3 Here's a secret. I am Mr. Pillowman Oh, and i'm 25 and i'm wishing i could live again I've reached out to people but yet nobody would lend a hand I feel like i'll never be able to pay my rent again I'm getting old and time is crucial, feels like i'm not as useful My only meals consist of Kool-aid, and Ramen noodles ...I wish I had more, but my mom and dad's poor So when you see me don't bother to ask me what i'm mad for ..Yeah you can laugh about it. But i'm just sad and pouting Seeing motherfuckers make it who don't have no talent That's 10 years of my life that's down the drain I feel like a true failure living life without a brain But yo, i'm still trying to get a name Rapping on the mic and spitting flames maybe i could get some change But i'm at the point i'm about to say "fuck it" Cause I released a nationwide album and I never made a buck from it (Hook, nearly acapella) (Hook)