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I express lyrics in ways that you can relate toHow would you feel if someone said in your face that they hate you?I got it daily- stuff to rarely smile overGet in my shoes, this is shit you walk a mile overRecord labels don't want me- they're my familyI'm angry cuz I don't think people can understand meI don't want a hand out, just wanna stand outGet this cash fast, some paper to help my man outMight've heard my demo and fell in love with the punch linesThis is real rap, talking about the crunch timeThat happens when you're the one that is standing betweenYou and your dreams of cream and being in magazinesAnd when it seems like things just can't go any worseDon't stop cuz you'll never know how close you wereTo being on the billboard charts, it's all overYou gave up your soul and the goal to the cold shoulderA cold wind is blowing and I know itCuz I've had a cold shoulder all of my lifeSo stop giving the cold shoulders[x2]How am I supposed to write without an inspiration?SongtexteDedicating this to those facing situationsCreate frustrations, making you all complacentLiving in a basement, awaiting paymentsLiving check to check has got me in my room pacingGotta bust my ass or else I'm on the pavementI know I can make it if I work hard enoughTry hard enough, push, kick and strive hard enoughI write lyrics every day and respond to my fan mailRunning with my momentum and don't ever stand thereMy shot came here fast but it can go even fasterThat means I have to grab ahold of the dream that I'm afterA dream deferred is not in my literatureI'm a little bit more mature, more competent with wordsThey can say men can move mountains- I'ma start with a boulderHolding the weight of the world on my cold shouldersA cold wind is blowing and I know itCuz I've had a cold shoulder all of my lifeSo stop giving the cold shoulders[x2]Freedom of thought, bleeding, feeding all of the chaosReading your palm, meeting dead and gone in a sÃ©anceTaking crayons, writing messages and confessionsMy mind is being read; my brain waves can be detectedTo get inside my head is the job of a new detectiveI must be a deviant who's needing to be correctedIt's ineffective, thinking the thoughts of the massesThey were clearly brainwashed, their thoughts not so reactiveMy actions are all acting, so I look interactiveHowever I'm held captive, feeling like I've been trapped inA brand new world where the struggle has got me coveredFeeling pretty troubled from watching Big BrotherAnd my doublethink is on the brink of extinctionWith thoughts that sink in, have you started thinking?About your life changing as you get older?Have a warm heart but keep the cold shoulderA cold wind is blowing and I know itCuz I've had a cold shoulder all of my lifeSo stop giving the cold shoulders[x2] Aus Songtexte Mania