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Braille - Club Soda
(from the album Scatter Brain)
© copyright 2005

CHORUS:
This is for my people in the club, hey, yo!
Sitting in the corner like I should have stayed home
I’m only in here when I’m rocking the show
Otherwise this is the last place I go
But this is for my people in the club, hey, yo!
Sitting in the corner like I should have stayed home
I’m only in here when I’m rocking the show
Otherwise this is the last place I go

I never feel fly, I never feel hard
When I walk in, I’m nervous, I don’t feel like a star
Didn’t come with extra money to throw away
They give me drink tickets that get thrown away
Yeah I’m off sitting, sipping pineapple juice
And mix it with Sprite, try to be a light or a witness
I see guys yelling at they lady friends
I’m yelling at the microphone, would rather be home in bed
Bu I’m here instead, the place might be packed
The place might be empty, I just came to rap
I hope I’m not just trying to get my name out
Telling all the people I’m happy that they came out
But it’s all a lie, it kinda hurts inside
Some of them are so wasted they can’t even drive
When I look in their eyes, the expression is blank
Most of them are just trying to escape
I say

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Yo, the restroom is dirty, there’s barf in the sink
I toilet won’t flush, I get a adrenaline rush
The lights get dim, drinks spill on the dancefloor
Did a fight just break out, are they asking for an encore
Somebody dropped a glass, there goes another one
Momma, why you here, who’s gonna babysit your son
Don’t flirt with me, can’t you see I’m sweaty
Can’t you see I got a ring on, that’s right, I’m married
And I don’t wanna freestyle in the parking lot
While you’re spitting in my ear, messing up, asking if it’s hot
Trying to grab the mic, that’s why we turned it off
Nobody can hear you, right now you’re sounding soft
And you’re off beat, the beat keeps switching
I know what it feels like when nobody listens
Sometimes I feel the same way, even as a headliner
Just when I find myself freestyling at the diner, saying

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I don’t feel like a star, there’s no spotlight
I might sell two CD’s, give some away for free
I get frustrated, questioning what it’s all worth
Does it matter what I say if they can’t hear the words
But the words aren’t nothing, that’s not what they see
When my song stops playing, that’s when my actions speak
And those actions are worth more than anything I sell
This music is just a reflection of myself
I can’t fake who I am, neither can you
If we can’t be who we are, how can we understand truth
I’m not judging, but at the same time, I’m not budging
If we talk long enough, both of us could probably learn something
So I’m open to listen, wait for my turn
The only reason I’m here is cuz I’m deeply concerned
The atmosphere is hot and you’re easily burned
The only reason I’m here is cuz I’m deeply concerned
Saying

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