DEE-1 - Failure Ain't An Option feat. Murs and Tabi Bonney lyrics
rate me[Dee-1:]
I never accept no one when the world say it
Only time I accept no is when a girl say it
Don't need a charger, my future looking gorgeous
Phone call garages, I'm always doing it the largest
I think about murder at the craziest times
So I body every beat and spit the deadliest rhymes
I'll never let another man hold my future in his hands
On my own two is where I stand
Yeah, done crashed whips on the road to success
Ain't showered in a week, but only funk I'm thinking about is Flex
Had a vision, a dream, couldn't wait for a team
Became a bank slash RnB singer, started to chase the dream
And I ain't finna sell my soul
I'm trying to get on TV, but they say I ain't got remote control
But watch when destiny intervenes
You can't stop a machine, I've been chasing dreams
A one-man army, that they solely hated, underestimated
Bible verses kept me motivated
Constantly traded, elevated, verbal, yet I'm educated
Nothing fabricated, we still trying to make it. One
Hook:
(One time, one time, one time)
Failure ain't an option
(Two times, two times, two times)
Failure ain't an option
(Three times, three times, three times)
Failure ain't an option
[Murs:]
As I look back on it all
For me to rise, I guess I had to fall
But just because you fall doesn't mean you fail
Cause fail is permanent, that's like a living hell
I could have gone another route and went to jail
Imagine my potential locked up in a cell
Imagine what potentials I locked up in my cells
I'm genetically predisposed not to fail
It's in my DNA to do well
And that means it's in my genes for me to excel
Put rap before my girl, didn't do so well
But now everything I write about my ex sells
You take a loss and turn it to a gain and
Load up a beat and drop a little pain in
Success is not the way to gain friends
So I guess I'll be alone when the game ends
The same way that I came in
Blessed with success, amen
[Hook:]
[Tabi Bonney:]
Yeah, we don't believe in much, but we believe in us
Doing bare lifts, powered by my bell whips
In the ghetto asking God for a air lift
My pearl come equipped with those vice grips
Holding on to dear life like a virgin at prom
Suicide bombs you know it ain't no turning back
Gotta break my arm before you pin me to a mat
Going hard 'till me see the..of God
Pray that even haters see what's truly in my heart
Peace and love, the exterior just beating up
Like I'm born again, there ain't no fucking giving up
And just when you thought you had enough
Only halfway there, let's go get this million bucks
I like my steak rare, animal planet prepared
That GO read the signs, horoscop Neo
Get savage, the universe ain't patterned
Had to head up to Braille, we can go at it
[Hook:]
Thanks to Jonathan Gallipoli for correcting these lyrics