Video Closing Doors de Agent Rapper 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Agent Rapper - Closing Doors Lyrics

[Verse]
Only eat what you kill, guess I'm feeding on my confidence
And my ability to meet my needs through money made off of this
Music, thought I'd pursue it 'cause a suit and tie in an office is
Not a good fit for my artistic thoughts
You know, them ones that I let rot
Within the limbo of
"Nah that verse ain't good enough" or
"Man that mix is sounding rough" or
"Damn my dude, your music sucks"
That voice inside my head that just
Makes sure anything I touch
Will never get to feel the love
That it's probably deserving of
But
That's a fact that I can never confirm
'Cause for that to happen, I'd first have to put this music out and I've learned
That I've got the fire and wick, but no wax to burn
That's why I nevеr go the distance when chasing aftеr things that I yearn for
From the crib to the morgue
Them metaphorical doors
That are closing, have been forming the percussion that supports
Every composition, where I've torn into my composition
I'm in opposition to the traits that I was born with

{outro]
I wish I could perform, but I'm far too worn down
Heavy hangs the head, lost in thoughts and never found
Directed towards the heavens, yet I'm destined for the ground
They say that dead men tell no tales, no wonder I can't make a sound