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Career (feat. Azure The Paradox)

from Worth Of My Birth by Mantis The Miasma

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Verse 1 (Mantis the Miasma):
Said that my passion wouldn't ever get cash
Said give up on it, focus only on class
Said my shits weak but what they know about art?
They ain't care 'bout me, think they got some gouged hearts
Soulless and controlling, tryna push goals on me
Solace and compassion are desires so lofty
Nowadays it feels like I'm just viewed as a tool
Power plays by family, they tell me I'm a fool
Tell me making music would be wasting my gifts
College is the only way to make my life lift
Up from the dirt and make myself feel pleasant
Think a rift forms if I choose not to listen
So I do the crap they ask for, still in the lab
Cooking up the verses, not some book like they ask
They tryna make my vision crooked, so I can't see
What I really wanna do (and) who I really wanna be
Fuck your doubts, if i get clout you'll praise tracks
Took this route, got out of my drought, i blaze wacks
What they lack? They ain't got no heart and wear masks
I'm not talking trout, but they replicas to count cash
What they represent? Nothing, wanna race a 'rari
They're just living marvelous, makes me feel sorry
Fuck my dreams, throw 'em out since they aint' realistic
Should just be a mystic, or go read statistics
Fuck my goals, they want to see all those differed
Shriveled like a raisin in the sun, they'd prefer
Say that you love me, support no matter what
But always push shit on me, say don't trust my gut
People say my songs trash, do something productive
Keep the day job, that shit isn't constructive
Took me months to learn flow, no one could describe it
But over time I got it, I made that shit a science
Ask Azure, helped each other make our flows smooth
Trash twitter rappers shouldn't ever touch a booth
They ain't for the culture, they just out for themselves
So they stay dissing people who're just asking for help

Bridge:
Say we ain't succeeding, so we'll be defeated
When were on a beat, you just say that we're the weakest
Even though we're teens, all the worlds we paint are scenic
All the shit you say doesn't even carry meaning

Hook:
People told me music can't be a career/
I told them all right we'll check back in some years/
When i make a stack, bet theyll walk up in tears/
But i know that shit fake, so its fuck all their cheers/
Fuck my dreams, all I gotta do is get cream/
Fuck my happiness, they said get a good degree/
Just give up on music, I won't ride in limousines/
Get a good career, but it's fuck my self-esteem/

Verse 2:
Someone tell me what these motherfuckers know
Had to grind by myself when they never been alone
So much work I been doing in my home
But a nigga still hating man I'm done with these hoes
Dealing with doubt and this poor ass reception
Take in the hate while I switch up inflection
Spend time on verses but its like a message
Dont see the purpose unless I'mma flex it
Break a beat down and apart like its Brexit
Fuck up my heart you just killing my passion
Say that Im weak cuz I never been savage
Really I'm passive I'm done with this shit
Everyone thinking a nigga should quit
Parents and family stay making jokes
Nobody to trust with the shit that I wrote
I been working on myself and they can never understand
I aint worried bout my health or the motherfucking bands
All of this shit man it came with the plans
I been in the game you should stay in the stands
Working on myself and they can never understand
I ain't worried bout my health or the motherfucking bands
All of this shit man it came with the plans
I been in the game you should stay in the stands, lil bitch

Hook:
People told me music can't be a career/
I told them all right we'll check back in some years/
When i make a stack, bet theyll walk up in tears/
But i know that shit fake, so its fuck all their cheers/
Fuck my dreams, all I gotta do is get cream/
Fuck my happiness, they said get a good degree/
Just give up on music, I won't ride in limousines/
Get a good career, but it's fuck my self-esteem/

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from Worth Of My Birth, released March 14, 2018
Written and Performed by Mantis the Miasma & Azure the Paradox

Mixed and Mastered by Azure the Paradox: @azuretheparadox

Produced by Mantis the Miasma

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A musical artist who explores the many themes of life and death. Mantises are often depicted at the intersection of this transition. UCLA 2021.

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