One Song

Yeaaaah! Webby.

All I need is one song, one line

All I need is one break, to survive

All I get is one chance, to promote

Five more hours to come up with a song

All I need is one mic, one pen, one piece of paper

One top single and it's game over for the haters

One shot, one chance, one opportunity

One motherfucking animal is what I grew to be

One man army, throwing on one finger up

Always the middle one cause you know I never give a fuck

One dream is the reason that I'm here

Went to college cause they told me that I needed a career

But on one here now look, all over your facebook

Where the jokes now?! all you motherfucking Dane Cooks

Making fun of me, walking down the hallway

Just at middleschool, and headphones on all day

Little punk but my eyes were on the prize

It took a lot of tries but I knew I get it right

Now I got the last laugh, think life funny?

Y'all around job hunting, while I'm sitting on money.

All I need is one song, one line

All I need is one break, to survive

All I get is one chance, to promote

Five more hours to come up with a song (2x)

All I need is one beat and one hour to get it written down

One style? Nah everyday I got a different sound

Kid around with the flow so serious

When it's my turn, I'm a kill shit, period.

I'm doing good dude, they getting mad now

Yelling "Fuck Webby" while they tear em in the crowd

Huh... I just laugh and roll with it

They came in here to hate, but I made money off their tickets, bitches!

Shit I been out here for a while, your best written rap is my worst freestyle!

At first they ignored me, now they in denial

I'm like a Thom Barry on the mic, yeah wild

On an animal flow, now everywhere I go, the camera would go

So they can watch me get my hands on the dolls

Why you mouthing off to me, you're just an amateur bro

And this UCONN husky's about to go pro.

All I need is one song, one line

All I need is one break, to survive

All I get is one chance, to promote

Five more hours to come up with a song (2x)

All I got is one life so the devil better stop rushing me

Gave it all I got, now I'm sitting here with 23

Looking back at this life I've lived, used to pay to get a gigg, now I sell em out kids

And just recently, my wallet was empty

Had a script to get a penny to get some chickens at Wendy's

Couldn't even take my girly on a date

Now we cop on potatoes and a fourty ounce steak

Sold em out to real estate so I gotta tell em this

You don't need a medical degree to tell em sick

Bitch, let me live my life, stop trying to hold me back or I'm a miss my flight

First class posted, sipping on Jack

Headphones on, as I write these tracks

Where I'm headed, I don't even know that

All I know is when I get there, I'm a never look back

All I need is one song, one line

All I need is one break, to survive

All I get is one chance, to promote

Five more hours to come up with a song (2x)

The pressure is rising, no more mistake (nah)

Don't try to deny it, don't you hesitate (no hesitation man)

The voices are calling, calling out your name (they're calling for you man)

But don't look so sad cause it's a long way back (and I ain't never looking back (6x))

All I need is one song, one line

All I need is one break, to survive

All I get is one chance, to promote

Five more hours to come up with a song (3x)