How come the industry build careers that don't last?As much as I'd like to think I am a creative and artsy cat, the following concept was borrowed from the secret bat cave, so let me cite my sources and give credit where it is due.
How come nigga$ don't know but they front and don't ask?
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Yo, why they say never say never, when they know that ain't right?
Cause to never say never you done said never twice
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How you got high expectations but got no patience?
How come this joint named "The Questions" is so John Blazin'?
-Common & Mos Def, "Questions"
how come...
when I'm in for the evening, there's stuff going on that I'd like to do
when I'm free, I end up at home half of the time
when life seems to suck, it could be worse
when life gets worse, it sucks even more
when it's time for my vacation, weather reports suck
when it's time to pay off my debts, extra random bills come through to crash the party
when i'm horny, it's every few hours
when i'm sleepy, it's every few days
when it's a special occasion, something goes wrong with my face or hair
when it's a random, boring day, i have on my flyest outfit
when i'm being quiet, i get asked why am i so shy
when i'm talking a lot, i get asked why am i so outgoing
when i'm about to call her, my phone rings
when it's time to wrestle the midget to sleep, we both knock out on the same pillow
when i'm drawing a blank, i can browbeat my procrastination into submission
when i'm being all artsy-fartsy and come up with some ill ish, i never master the art of memorizing it
when i'm explaining what i do on the daily, i tend to draw blank stares
when i'm asking for help, it's like n!gga$ don't care
when i'm searching for meaning, i find myself
when i lose my way, i still feel grounded
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