Adian Coker Life Through A Lens lyrics

Fresh for the studio, family
Overbooked, still the numbers and the figures'll never be overlooked
Fuck the lyrics just as long as that singer is on the hook
And get some models for the video just to wrap up the look
Let me see, we could used some more bottles of hennesy
And you should talk about the haters incorporate their jealousy
Into how you became a hustler, what gave you the energy
To be a real rapper, not no corporate entity
Please, I was thinking we should elevate
So we could have something more than violence to celebrate
Take you from a zero to an overnight hero
And feeling cooler than the other side of your pillow, my negro

You sitting in your room feeling like the dude whom
Got the vision of the bang but who never did hear the boom
So with everything you do before you laid up in your tomb
Just be like a good singer, and stay in tune my nigger

Half way grown, half way on our own
You're nearly independent, nearly known
For nearly making hits, nearly Al Capone
Nearly in the game nearly made it nearly home