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[Hook:] If I woulda tried harder I would be all I can be If I woulda tried harder I could have sailed the seven seas If I woulda tried harder I would be a better man I guess I shoulda tried harder But I didn't, so here I am Here I am
[Verse 1:] I should probably be a star by now But I'm probably at the bar by now If you're hearing this past 5, or even 4 If it's morning I'm probably somewhere on a cement floor Even more so if we're on tour Me and E explore the country wondering about the evening before Trying to explain where the time went While other rappers find a studio to grind in Kinda like when Kobe finds a gym But the flow be Iverson Yes homie I am him ('practice?') I don't practice a lot It's not a habit I got I'd rather smoke pot and kick it with Craig and them But Craig and them ain't making benjamins They're just sitting on the couch again, again and again Damn, free time, I always wasted it I wonder what my life would've been like if I'd have gave a shit
[Hook:] If I woulda tried harder I would be all I can be If I woulda tried harder I could have sailed the seven seas If I woulda tried harder I would be a better man I guess I shoulda tried harder But I didn't, so here I am
[Verse 2:] Back in high school, the shit was a breeze I smoked a bunch of trees and I still got B's Got high as fuck on my SAT's Both as far as score making, and right before taking them I've never worked harder at a job than required I've only worked hard enough not to be fired It's like Office Space You'd have thought that Peter was there Or Jennifer Aniston rocking minimum pieces of flair I couldn't imagine what would've happened If God wouldn't have made me good at rapping It's only cause of that a good life I provide myself But just think, what if I'd applied myself I could be another level rich Sponsored by a bubble beverage On television talking about how good Dr. Pepper is I wish I was as ambitious as 50 Cent I could have went the same route that him and Diddy went But alas...
[Hook:] If I woulda tried harder I would be all I can be If I woulda tried harder I could have sailed the seven seas If I woulda tried harder I would be a better man I guess I shoulda tried harder But I didn't, so here I am
[Outro:] Michael Jordan, I ain't talking to you, nope Oprah Winfrey, I ain't talking to you, nope Bill Clinton, Hillary Clinton, I ain't talking to ya'll, nope Tiger Woods, yeah, I possibly am talking to you But Donald Trump I ain't talking to you To my man who's the Pope, I ain't talking to you To Chuck Norris, I ain't talking to you Bill Gates, Mark Zuckerberg, I ain't talking to you Steve Jobs, rest in peace, but I ain't talking to you To my mannnnnnnnnn- Neil Armstrong, I ain't talking to you Or Lance Armstrong, I ain't talking to you If your name is something that ends with Armstrong I probably ain't talking to you
Wax - Outta My Mind
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[Verse 1:] I haven't been sober in a week or more And my card just got declined at the liquor store And I've spent my rent getting bent Yet I'm ready for more Sometimes I ask myself why I do this shit I spend all my free time doing stupid shit Cause I could probably be a star If I tried a little harder at it Yo I could probably be a number one hit But instead I be doing just a bunch of dumb shit When the drum hit man I be coming up with Some shit that be better than the other ones spit But it's so much time and the time ain't worth it I get rid of stress cause life ain't perfect Reality is overrated and I have more fun unmotivated Man
[Hook: x2] I I'd rather be completely outta my mind Party my life away Leave all my worries behind
[Verse 2:] My girl told me that I shouldn't drink so much She don't like the way I'm always smoking weed and such And now she's moved on She's gone And I'm missing her touch Sometimes I wonder If there's something wrong with me My floor's always covered up in dirty laundry If she was here right now She'd be proud that she let me be But she don't understand that life is short And she don't understand that I'm Michael Jordan And she don't understand that I'm about to be scoring Points in the game Put my voice on my name She ignoring still I say good riddance Like bread fed to the pigeons Now it's just freedom Keep your problems I don't need them girl
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[Bridge:] I'm outta my mind I forgot everything I'm out of this world and I've been questioning Yeah I never have to fight another battle with her I just prefer To be outta my mind
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Beide nummers zijn zelf, vind ik, erg leuk om naar te luisteren, maar als ik stil sta bij de tekst vind ik het toch best deprimerend.
In een boek van Piet Vroon kwam ik de theorie tegen dat het luisteren naar zwaarmoedige, sombere muziek het tegendeel in onze stemming teweeg brengt. Persoonlijk kan ik me daar wel in vinden. Van geforceerde vrolijkheid zoals Jan Smit & Andre Rieu die ten tentoonspreiden zou ik eerder in de put vallen dan van dit soort accoustische pareltjes: