
The Real Me
scurvy89· 4:32 · 107 plays · v3-preview
- 2020s
- country rap
- southern hip hop
- urban cowboy
- rhythmic
- rock ballad
- angry
- epic
- trap rap
- energetic
- guitar solo
Lyrics
Verse 1
Clock in early, walking through the door
Sweat on the concrete, blood on the floor
Giving my all till my hands start to bleed
Running a race that I don't even need
No one says thank you, no one looks back
Just another ghost on a broken track
Counting the hours, swallowed by the noise
Treating my life like a bag of broken toys
Chorus
But I am better than the dirt on your shoe
Better than the lines I’ve been waiting in for you
Tired of the weight and the lack of respect
Tired of the checks that you love to collect
Yeah, I’m better than this, watch the tables turn
I’m taking back the fire that you let burn
I will rise up, I will break free
You’re gonna wish you knew the real me
Verse 2
Building your empire brick by brick
Sick of the games and the corporate trick
You take the credit while I take the blame
You don’t even bother to remember my name
Polished veneer but you’re hollow inside
Nowhere for your lazy ego to hide
I stayed quiet while you ran your mouth
But the wind is shifting, I'm heading south
Chorus
But I am better than the dirt on your shoe
Better than the lines I’ve been waiting in for you
Tired of the weight and the lack of respect
Tired of the checks that you love to collect
Yeah, I’m better than this, watch the tables turn
I’m taking back the fire that you let burn
I will rise up, I will break free
You’re gonna wish you knew the real me
Bridge
Keep your fake praise, keep your empty promises
I see through the smoke, no more doubt like Thomas's
The ceiling you built is about to shatter wide
I’m stepping out from the shadow where I used to hide
You thought I was stuck, you thought I was done
But my day in the sun has just begun
Chorus
'Cause I am better than the dirt on your shoe
Better than the lines I’ve been waiting in for you
Tired of the weight and the lack of respect
Tired of the checks that you love to collect
Yeah, I’m better than this, watch the tables turn
I’m taking back the fire that you let burn
I will rise up, I will break free
You’re gonna wish you knew the real me
Outro
Yeah, I will
Watch me now
No more working for nothing
No more bowing down
I am better than this
And I'm gone
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