Born for This - Chris Rivers

Maybe I was born for this

Maybe I matured for this

Maybe I was lost in the sauce

And flossed on no floss being poor

Maybe it was all for this

Maybe there’s awards for this

Maybe I was tossin' them offices all these offerin’s

Often since thoughts been orbitin'

Coffins the course of walkin' and talkin' & my endorphins is stalkin'

Warmers been coughing up lozenges

Maybe I was born for this

Boom boom bap bust a new rap

Who that dudes with some shoes that’s loose and a new cap

Given from a church who give you scraps

Could be the greatest and he new that

He was the only one who knew that

Maybe i’m too fat

Maybe i’m tooth gapped

Maybe i’m too old school for the new rap

Maybe I use pro tools to undo that, Uh

Went from riches to rags

Before i considered the valley off dough in which riches is bad

Shitters is sad, wonder if deals an option

If I turn a profit bout six and a half

Thoughts of a young niggas

Saw the valley of a man who’s guns bigga

And the change in the whip for the drug dealer

In the valley of the damned i’m a sun singer

Nigga i’m hope

Nigga i’m broke

Really had faith I never been a pope

Nights without water had to dance in the rain to wash away the pain but I

didn’t have soap

Didn’t have coats for the winter

Got me ready for this cold world shivers

Insoles got my skin a lot thicker

These foes now my fist a lot quicker

Nigga i’m rivers its trainin' time

Product of the block and a niggas popping shots with no aim this time

Its either be a with some tripple with the rock for the fame this time uh, uh

Its in my veins this time uh, uh

Its in my pain this time uh, yes

It pays to rhyme

Its been a long time no more patience time

Maybe I was born for this

Maybe I matured for this

Maybe I was lost in the sauce

And flossed on no floss being poor

Maybe it was all for this

Maybe there’s awards for this

Maybe I was tossin' them offices all these offerin’s

Often since

Maybe I was born for this

Maybe I matured for this

Maybe I was lost in the sauce

And flossed on no floss being poor

Maybe it was all for this

Maybe there’s awards for this

Maybe I was tossin' them offices all these offerin’s

Often since thoughts been orbitin'

Coffins the course of walkin and talkin' & my endorphins is stalkin'

Warmers been coughing up lozenges

Maybe I was born for this

Maybe there’s a path in this

Maybe there’s some cash in this

Maybe if i’m accurate

Pen and the pad in the back of the class type shit

Maybe if i’m passionate

Maybe if I pray to god but whats the odds if god had bars he would rap like this

Rap like half of this

Maybe there’s an ad for this

Maybe there’s no love in this

Maybe I should fucking quit

Man I put sweat, tears, blood in this

Never had doubts ain’t no strungs in this man its fuckin' chris

Go so pro these hoes give throat like vocal cords

Postin' four toes loadin' throw throws know my stroke is so pogo so know

through cold shit I

Hope, wishful thinking with my pencil reeking

Raised in the x but i’m still yorican

Always got depressed when they stressed the seasons

Never got fresh and the kids was teasin'

Sneeks are leanin' keep on breathin, need a reason

See the demons, heathens preachin'

I dont hear shit unless my dreams are speakin' uh

Husstlin' strugglin' beggin fucked up from mun shine and runnin' gunnin' for

suckas im chasing money and grub again

Ain’t no love when you wonderin' when will I give a fuck again

Musterin' courage to keep on runnin' but once again

Maybe I was born for this

Maybe I matured for this

Maybe I was lost in the sauce

And flossed on no floss being poor

Maybe it was all for this

Maybe there’s awards for this

Maybe I was tossin' them offices all these offerin’s

Often since thoughts been orbitin'

Coffins the course of walkin and talkin' & my endorphins is stalkin'

Warmers been coughing up lozenges

Maybe I was born for this