PUSH COMES TO SHOVE Lyrics

You could throw me in this game, yeah, I guess it's time to play

Throw me all you can, man, I face this every day

I'm out here on my own, there's no time to contemplate

Push comes to shove

I'm the reason they're all fake

Throw me in this game, woah, I guess it's time to play

Throw me all you can, man, I face this every day

I'm out here on my own, there's no time to contemplate

Push comes to shove

I'm the reason they're all fake (they're all fake)

Every time I step in the booth, I just feel savage

Make my own path, and mentally carving my own passage

Only working for the things that I need when I'm not rapping

Taking action on my life

That's the reason I'm still laughing

You ain't got no idea what it takes to live this life

My bone structure different

Feel like I'm the one that might prevail to something that could cause me to be happy and light

Which isn't something that's been common in the game

I like to make it different for the ones who only think at night

I know you think I'm cocky

Never really been the type

I've never really stepped back and took my own advice

Always pent up with anger

I can't help but fight

But I like my rage, with the red on my face

Thinking all I can make is a joke

And I hate when you people try to get me to repeat what I say

Cause I'm not on replay

I can't hear when I aim

I'm locked in, and you're talking, trying to make me feel like everybody wants this to go away, but I'm stuck here

Going through motions

My flow switch is choking

My cadence is broking

Feel like the reason for my failure's notion is me plus the demons I took when I wrote this

If I rap like this, is it all too sad?

If I rap like that, is it all too bad?

Imperative action

They have to wish just to see me fail

I'm blinded by the passion

Your lacking is what helps you prevail

Just stop making assumptions, your judgement is far from truth

I failed to make a new perspective, respectfully

Disrespected

Reflected on all I could, but became the only exception for lessons, such as work to be great or face all great

I'm repressing the kind of weapons I kept to become the next in the line

That keeps me drawing circles all over the wrong intentions

Feels like I've been going about this rapping all the wrong direction

Sectioned off the people who see me for nothing but attention

Feeling so good, it could make me forget all the baggage

I already had to imagine the exit I could've remembered to take

And the reason I'm here to begin with is nothing too short of the reason I covered the name

The "x" is for me, and the space in between

So I guess what I'm saying is I'm incomplete, cause the moment I start to feel any relief, I fall

You could throw me in this game, yeah, I guess it's time to play

Throw me all you can, man, I face this every day

I'm out here on my own, there's no time to contemplate

Push comes to shove

I'm the reason they're all fake

Throw me in this game, woah, I guess it's time to play

Throw me all you can, man, I face this every day

I'm out here on my own, there's no time to contemplate

Push comes to shove

I'm the reason they're all fake (they're all fake)