Heart's in the Music

Yo This one goes out to anybody who put their all into something Hoping one day they might achieve it But time slowly started to run out And it feels like you should resort to a back-up plan But instead you stick to it, yo At age nine, I could of sworn my fate was to make rhymes And knew I could reign soon, like a day with a grey sky Had pain inside, deeper than the lake of Baikal I stayed mild and always fronted with fake smiles Now I'm 19, same place, still spitting this Career feeling like an athlete on the injured list And that ain't my life and that's what really bothers me To do this music properly, it'll cost me a college fee I don't got a college fee, just a microphone A beat machine and rhyme book that I'm writing on So my back-up plan is not a plan at all 'Cause if I plan my back-up, then I plan to fall And I don't plan to fall, my only option is to keep rocking this And even if I stay profitless I've gotta keep spitting, not forget why I started this So I ain't stopping until every goal is an accomplishment Far from the finish line but I feel close to it Seen many fail, but I know that I can do it All bets are in with big odds that I'm losing But I can never lose 'cause my heart's in the music Far from the finish line but I feel close to it Seen many fail, but I know that I can do it All bets are in with big odds that I'm losing But I can never lose 'cause my heart's in the music I probably would have blown up, if I was rhyming 'bout supplying fiends And spent my money on fresh kicks and designer jeans Took a chance, not concerned with trying to find the cream With hopes that in return, I could maybe find my dream I think about it every time I write a rhyming scheme If I should just quit and start developing a time machine Go back and maybe handle things differently Maybe I would rise like smoke in a chimney My pops says it a lot, believes I took the wrong approach Says if I worked a nine-to-five for every bar I wrote Saved up and invested in myself Then I wouldn't have to stress about the records that I sell And he's right, but things happen for a reason I've done more than most, so that leads me to believe that If I stick to my vision, I guess I can achieve it I'll have a pen in my hand until I stop breathing Far from the finish line but I feel close to it Seen many fail, but I know that I can do it All bets are in with big odds that I'm losing But I can never lose 'cause my heart's in the music Far from the finish line but I feel close to it Seen many fail, but I know that I can do it All bets are in with big odds that I'm losing But I can never lose 'cause my heart's in the music See, I've earned some props for what I've done musically Promoters offer shows and I respect the opportunity I'm not a pop singer, I'm not changing what is true to me So truthfully, I feel like there ain't nothing you can do for me I'm not selling tickets for a set that's five minutes Especially if no-one in the club is going to listen Ladies can't dance to the songs that I make And dudes are fake, me and them don't really relate And far as competition there's none so all these rapper kids Please, stop posting on your Facebook statuses "Big thing on the way" claiming you're making moves Renting limousines ain't what I consider paying dues But the industry is kind of like a poker game I understand why you bluff about the cards you play I stay silent 'til it's time to talk When I drop all your moves are outlined in chalk Far from the finish line but I feel close to it Seen many fail, but I know that I can do it All bets are in with big odds that I'm losing But I can never lose 'cause my heart's in the music Far from the finish line but I feel close to it Seen many fail, but I know that I can do it All bets are in with big odds that I'm losing But I can never lose 'cause my heart's in the music