Songtext zu 'Helluvit' von Tom MacDonald

They try to tell me I should dumb it down
Say you're too conscious for the fans to feel you
Try to tell me I should calm it down
If you fight the system, they gon' try to kill you

They try to tell me that I'm too sad
And it isn't healthy, bitch I knew that
I'm just doing me and if you don't agree
I don't owe you shit, and that is too bad

I've fired shots at all the mumble rappers
And they try to say I'm not a humble rapper
So I tell 'em I'm not like these other rappers
And they try to say I'm just another rapper

I guess there's no pleasing y'all
If the record has meaning, you don't leave it on
But you stream all the songs that repeat the same shit
About pussy, and Xanax, and liquor and drugs

I could have a seizure like Wayne
I could just go OD like Peep
I could just go crazy like 'Ye
I could just get locked up like Meek
Repeat the same thing, using stupid slang

Yelling Gucci Gang on every flame beat
Or I could be me, at least I can breathe
At least I can sleep
Knowing that I never sold myself for money or a dream
These rappers all coked out

They just mumble lots, they got broke mouths
They got ten chains and got no house
They got twenty hoes, and got no spouse

Smart rappers don't drink lean
That's kid shit, we ain't sixteen
If you got a problem, I welcome it

I'll be doing me for the helluvit
For the helluvit
For the helluvit
They said to go to hell

So I packed my shit and went with it
Little did they know that they put me in my element
I'm fire to the bone, now diamonds in my skeleton
I'm finally in my zone, doing me for the helluvit
For the helluvit

They try to tell me to ignore the haters
You gon' get revenge when you're successful later
They try to tell me I should not respond
And I should write a song and put it all on paper

They try to tell me I'm the bigger man
If I'm not underhanded when I write 'em back
And I try to tell them it's impossible
Thousands of people a day have been sayin' I'm wack

I try to tell 'em that it's complicated
I could write a novel about getting faded
But the conscious fans are gonna fuckin' hate it
And the wavy kids are gonna love to play it
So I write a song that's got a message in it

And the wavy kids are saying it's pathetic
But the conscious fans think it's awesome, man
They comment like, man, I really get it
So what the fuck do y'all want?

I could have a seizure like Wayne
I could just go OD like Peep
I could just go crazy like 'Ye
I could just get locked up like Meek
I could just go sell out like Jay
I could just stay real like Khalid
I could just get money like Drake

Or I could just say that I'm done playing games
And get famous and know that I always stayed me
So go ahead and bump the mumble rap
Don't boycott it, just understand

If you eat at McDonald's, you're gonna get fat
If you listen to garbage, your head fills with trash
Get drunk at the club, and spend all your money
'Cuz rappers have told you it makes you somebody
Then comment on this with your jealous shit

I'll be doing me, for the helluvit
For the helluvit
For the helluvit
They said to go to hell

So I packed my shit and went with it
Little did they know that they put me in my element
I'm fire to the bone, now diamonds in my skeleton
I'm finally in my zone, doing me, for the helluvit
For the helluvit