Becoming Great Lyrics
| Song | Becoming Great |
| Artist | KRISTOFF KRANE |
| Album | fanfaronade |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Something needs to happen quick before I stop rapping | |
| And become an activist, for human rights | |
| You know I’m practicing my passion | |
| Says keep on going, bank account, get a job | |
| Friends tell me I’m something special | |
| Heads … these most people are wrong | |
| If you don’t buy my records it’s truly no problem | |
| When you ask me when the next show’s | |
| Say you come, you better come | |
| Cause I remember every time someone said they care | |
| Most of them don’t follow through | |
| And if they do I see them there | |
| I like to greet them but … | |
| And break economist conceptions that I made it further… | |
| For every person who …without knowing that | |
| …the corners of pandora’s box | |
| But have something … like there’s no going back | |
| I know I got enough support to stay afloat | |
| But what’s the use, when you can’t afford to make the payments on the boat | |
| I’m hoping that there’s no other way | |
| I’m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I’m so scared of becoming great | |
| I’m hoping that there’s no other way | |
| I’m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I’m so scared of becoming great | |
| And after ask myself what I truly accomplished | |
| And I jump in the conclusion, to climbing the time bomb machine | |
| I travel to the roots gathering till inside of me | |
| And tiny little muscles you see expanding silently | |
| The whisper keeps me well distracted walking down the street | |
| Winter in the…to kill the life inside of me | |
| I gotta learn to stop it, without giving up… | |
| Too much ain’t never enough when it comes to opening | |
| The doors to my perception I closed | |
| The walls of metaphor… march around, in caterpillars | |
| … it always, just part, part, part, … | |
| Temporarily out of order, but so soon in control | |
| Soon in control you know, so soon in control you know | |
| Soon in control, you know, you know, you know | |
| I’m hoping that there’s no other way | |
| I’m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I’m so scared of becoming great | |
| I’m hoping that there’s no other way | |
| I’m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I’m so scared of becoming great. |
| Something needs to happen quick before I stop rapping | |
| And become an activist, for human rights | |
| You know I' m practicing my passion | |
| Says keep on going, bank account, get a job | |
| Friends tell me I' m something special | |
| Heads these most people are wrong | |
| If you don' t buy my records it' s truly no problem | |
| When you ask me when the next show' s | |
| Say you come, you better come | |
| Cause I remember every time someone said they care | |
| Most of them don' t follow through | |
| And if they do I see them there | |
| I like to greet them but | |
| And break economist conceptions that I made it further | |
| For every person who without knowing that | |
| the corners of pandora' s box | |
| But have something like there' s no going back | |
| I know I got enough support to stay afloat | |
| But what' s the use, when you can' t afford to make the payments on the boat | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great | |
| And after ask myself what I truly accomplished | |
| And I jump in the conclusion, to climbing the time bomb machine | |
| I travel to the roots gathering till inside of me | |
| And tiny little muscles you see expanding silently | |
| The whisper keeps me well distracted walking down the street | |
| Winter in the to kill the life inside of me | |
| I gotta learn to stop it, without giving up | |
| Too much ain' t never enough when it comes to opening | |
| The doors to my perception I closed | |
| The walls of metaphor march around, in caterpillars | |
| it always, just part, part, part, | |
| Temporarily out of order, but so soon in control | |
| Soon in control you know, so soon in control you know | |
| Soon in control, you know, you know, you know | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great. |
| Something needs to happen quick before I stop rapping | |
| And become an activist, for human rights | |
| You know I' m practicing my passion | |
| Says keep on going, bank account, get a job | |
| Friends tell me I' m something special | |
| Heads these most people are wrong | |
| If you don' t buy my records it' s truly no problem | |
| When you ask me when the next show' s | |
| Say you come, you better come | |
| Cause I remember every time someone said they care | |
| Most of them don' t follow through | |
| And if they do I see them there | |
| I like to greet them but | |
| And break economist conceptions that I made it further | |
| For every person who without knowing that | |
| the corners of pandora' s box | |
| But have something like there' s no going back | |
| I know I got enough support to stay afloat | |
| But what' s the use, when you can' t afford to make the payments on the boat | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great | |
| And after ask myself what I truly accomplished | |
| And I jump in the conclusion, to climbing the time bomb machine | |
| I travel to the roots gathering till inside of me | |
| And tiny little muscles you see expanding silently | |
| The whisper keeps me well distracted walking down the street | |
| Winter in the to kill the life inside of me | |
| I gotta learn to stop it, without giving up | |
| Too much ain' t never enough when it comes to opening | |
| The doors to my perception I closed | |
| The walls of metaphor march around, in caterpillars | |
| it always, just part, part, part, | |
| Temporarily out of order, but so soon in control | |
| Soon in control you know, so soon in control you know | |
| Soon in control, you know, you know, you know | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great | |
| I' m hoping that there' s no other way | |
| I' m so away I might fall awake | |
| No one cares about my hall of fame | |
| I' m so scared of becoming great. |
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