The Urbane - The Vent Lyrics

Me and pops ain't never got along
Moms on my case, go to school
Quit writing songs
Lives about hard work
You can't keep having fun
Now I'm 23 in my room feeling like a failure
I thought I'd be so famous
I thought I'd be the greatest
Now I'm just a Nigguh with a small fan base
F*ck, Simon sayeth
My destiny is out of control
Now I'm breathing devils' grass
My angels left me alone
I see darkness
I feel hatred
Every day a star is born
Every day dream's dies
You a smart young Nigguh
But you know you ain't wise
Too many snakes in the circle
So I had to cut ties
I championed everyone chasing their dreams
But I ain't chase mine
Everybody wondering what happened to your smile
I don't know, I had a vision and got lost on the way
My family, my friends, looking at me, and I can feel all the shame
Supposed to be the greatest, now I ain't even Urbane
Just a 9-5 struggling artist, with no claim to fame
I ain't finish my degree,
I worked hard, but that don't mean shit
All you see is another Nigguh making rap music
Like I ain't put in blood sweat and tears
I ain't give out scholarships
I ain't fed the homeless
And I ain't help out kids
People tend to forget what you did
But aye just another bitter rapper who ain't made it, right
Everyday a star is born
Everyday a dream dies
I'm in physical pain
Commuting mental suicide
94 a star was born
2017 my dreams died