Recognition Lyrics
| Song | Recognition |
| Artist | The Step Kings |
| Album | Let's Get It On |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I couldn’t see it any other way | |
| I took a run with the money with my last pay on a holiday | |
| Middle of the road – squeezin’ on my lymph nodes | |
| I couldn’t wait a week to finally change my zip code | |
| All the cronies at home keep poppin’ babies out | |
| When every day I just pray that I can feed my mouth | |
| Some power managed to drag me to the state of New York | |
| Ever since I was young, I had a dream to court | |
| All I need is recognition | |
| Everyone acts so bizarre | |
| Thank God I know who my friends are | |
| I couldn’t find a stable hide-a-way | |
| When you live in a van, not at ease, no one to catch your fall | |
| Unfit and teary-eyed, broken at my bad luck | |
| No family around to ever want to give a fuck | |
| My brother loses his mind he joins the rest the rest of us | |
| Bite the bullet and stay close with whom you trust | |
| Believe in number one and number two will never be you | |
| Merely east coast style from the heart, and it’s true | |
| When eyes look at I they see desire | |
| Dead straight ahead they focus with blinders | |
| A fat chance, no luck | |
| Just keep rolling the dice ‘til I’m down on my last buck | |
| I feel alive and the reason is callin’ | |
| Work through the night then go to work in the morning | |
| It’s first come, first serve | |
| Next come, last rites… and you’re over |
| I couldn' t see it any other way | |
| I took a run with the money with my last pay on a holiday | |
| Middle of the road squeezin' on my lymph nodes | |
| I couldn' t wait a week to finally change my zip code | |
| All the cronies at home keep poppin' babies out | |
| When every day I just pray that I can feed my mouth | |
| Some power managed to drag me to the state of New York | |
| Ever since I was young, I had a dream to court | |
| All I need is recognition | |
| Everyone acts so bizarre | |
| Thank God I know who my friends are | |
| I couldn' t find a stable hideaway | |
| When you live in a van, not at ease, no one to catch your fall | |
| Unfit and tearyeyed, broken at my bad luck | |
| No family around to ever want to give a fuck | |
| My brother loses his mind he joins the rest the rest of us | |
| Bite the bullet and stay close with whom you trust | |
| Believe in number one and number two will never be you | |
| Merely east coast style from the heart, and it' s true | |
| When eyes look at I they see desire | |
| Dead straight ahead they focus with blinders | |
| A fat chance, no luck | |
| Just keep rolling the dice ' til I' m down on my last buck | |
| I feel alive and the reason is callin' | |
| Work through the night then go to work in the morning | |
| It' s first come, first serve | |
| Next come, last rites and you' re over |
| I couldn' t see it any other way | |
| I took a run with the money with my last pay on a holiday | |
| Middle of the road squeezin' on my lymph nodes | |
| I couldn' t wait a week to finally change my zip code | |
| All the cronies at home keep poppin' babies out | |
| When every day I just pray that I can feed my mouth | |
| Some power managed to drag me to the state of New York | |
| Ever since I was young, I had a dream to court | |
| All I need is recognition | |
| Everyone acts so bizarre | |
| Thank God I know who my friends are | |
| I couldn' t find a stable hideaway | |
| When you live in a van, not at ease, no one to catch your fall | |
| Unfit and tearyeyed, broken at my bad luck | |
| No family around to ever want to give a fuck | |
| My brother loses his mind he joins the rest the rest of us | |
| Bite the bullet and stay close with whom you trust | |
| Believe in number one and number two will never be you | |
| Merely east coast style from the heart, and it' s true | |
| When eyes look at I they see desire | |
| Dead straight ahead they focus with blinders | |
| A fat chance, no luck | |
| Just keep rolling the dice ' til I' m down on my last buck | |
| I feel alive and the reason is callin' | |
| Work through the night then go to work in the morning | |
| It' s first come, first serve | |
| Next come, last rites and you' re over |
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