Marc Goone - Chasing Rainbows lyrics
rate me(feat. Gloria Kim)
Yo, they’re like, “oh my God, you fuckin rap!”
To the white folk I’m a thug with a taps,
To the black folk I’m too fucking frat,
Yo fuck this crap get fed up
My dad says keep your head up
And don’t let yourself let up!
I almost had my… up
Then got jacked, now I’m back, in a worse place than I was
Get some pats, on my back, but my name ain’t got no buzz!
Hit ‘em with a track, and you swear, that this gone be the one
Cause you ain’t never topped it, talk it up and drop it
Then you’re back to square one!
And this is art to me, and it’s heartening,
That potentially I can live off ,
But this heart… that a part of me,
Says, “compromise to make lil profit!”
Real topic, seems …, if you talking about pill popping.
Deal and rock it, getting guap
And it helps, by the way, if you’re real shocking!
I don’t spill often, my heart that is,
Just took a hit and I’m still coughing
They don’t get me! If I say, “kill Kenny!”,
They’d say, “why the fuck would you wanna kill Lofton?”
Sealed off in, this lil box and,
Thinking this could be the one a mil watching
Like this is it! Yeah right, again we got ya!
Hook:
Every night close my eyes
Filled with the hope of what tomorrow may bring.
Every day I awake
Yet, it’s the same old song that they sing.
Play for a new crowd
Yet, it’s the same show
Achieving new highs
Yet feel the same low
I start to think they’re right
Some things can’t change though
So I wonder if I’ve been chasing rainbows!
Me I be a little above the ground height
Marijuana otherwise I’d be wound tight
Living in the age of the sound bite
Man, that’s the shit that I don’t like!
Man, I hate skip baylist stations bating viewers, chasing ratings
Hey, have you heard Jason Batemans gay and dating?
Make a rumor! Have a strong opinion!
Take your viewers,… them into
Buying in a nation where we,
Ttake our very, own and mold them, make consumers
And you wonder why we’re plagued with tumors
As we come to find its straight manure
That they’re feeding us leading us now to believe
That we’re unhappy! Vacant you are
Not content? Wanna feel better?
Then buy this shit, you’ll feel better!
Get a lotta shit, spend real cheddar
Come shop and shit, our deals better!
A scholarship to college yep,
Just to get a good job we can tolerate.
The modern day, American dream,
See to live it now you gotta be not awake
Working jobs we hate, to buy more shit that we don’t need,
It’s a vicious race and the bigger the hole that’s inside,
Then the more that we buy as we try just to fill its place
I ain’t trying to preach, I’m part of the trend,
Hoping my art makes exorbitant bread
America, huh, the more unhappy we are, the more that we spend!
Hook:
Every night close my eyes
Filled with the hope of what tomorrow may bring.
Every day I awake
Yet, it’s the same old song that they sing.
Play for a new crowd
Yet, it’s the same show
Achieving new highs
Yet feel the same low
I start to think they’re right
Some things can’t change though
So I wonder if I’ve been chasing rainbows!
Fame only come to the best or the worse
Yes, it’s a blessing, a curse with aversive effects
I’m the first to confess that it’s easier to be the worse than the best
And the persons effected, the borderline
Between good and great, the more they try,
The more they find, they’re marginalized
Either part of them dies or they’re fortified
Man, 2Chainz and the Base God,
Both of those dudes, they can rap
Titty Boy was playas circle and Lil B was in the pack
And Skip Bayless was writing books,
Now I guess really he was a still a hack

But my point is, it’s easier to get noticed than to master your craft!
As a matter of fact I know, if you’re good enough then you’re broke!
But if you’re good enough to be good enough
Then you’re good enough to be to be a joke!
Uh, Shortcut vs. Long Climb
Overnight vs long time
When you’re climbing long enough it get kinda rough
And you ponder that won’t lie
And then I confide in the end though, if notoriety the end goal
Then by all means, do your thing, do what you gotta do to it’s simple
Grab for the cash, it come and it go, and you gotta live with the after effects
But master your craft, have massive effect,
But like Van Gogh, it could be after your death!
Hook:
Every night close my eyes
Filled with the hope of what tomorrow may bring.
Every day I awake
Yet, it’s the same old song that they sing.
Play for a new crowd
Yet, it’s the same show
Achieving new highs
Yet feel the same low
I start to think they’re right
Some things can’t change though
So I wonder if I’ve been chasing rainbows!
