Americký rapper a herec Machine Gun Kelly, vlastním jménem Richard Colson Baker, se narodil 22. dubna 1990 v texaském Houstonu. Pseudonym Machine Gun Kelly (MSG) byl inspirován přezdívkou amerického gangstera z prohibiční éry George Celino...

Píseň: The Return

Interpret:
Machine Gun Kelly
Album:
Lace Up
And they say they know me

'The fuck outta here

Only god knows what I been through man

So if you wanna talk

Get your facts straight first

And if you really wanna know

Let me ask you somethin



Have you ever walked in the shoes of a giant?

Or had to fill the position of a boss

Before you were even a client?

It's no wonder growin up under the roof of a tyrant

That I would be the poster boy for defiance

Now I'm the voice of the silence

Fuck bein quiet

I've seen 20 years worth of violence

I'm tired

It's a burden for me to open my eyelids

Not an undercover cop

But it's safe to say that I'm wired

I can't even get a grip of my life with pliers

I'm fucked up in the head

Close my eyes cause I see demons 'round my bed

So depressed open 'em up hoping I'm dead

Thought the fame would make it better

But it only fucked me over

Never used to touch a bottle

Now I'm hardly ever sober

People wanna be my friend?

But where the fuck were y'all when I was 10

Eleven and twelve gettin bullied

And beat up in the gym

I couldnt ever get a girl

Now all a sudden I'm the man

Students try to get back cool with me again

Fuck em all

Because guess where they gon' be

When my records stop playin

Gone with the wind

Off of the records I'm saying

That Kells fell off

I knew it would happen

Stop hatin

Cuz a month ago you was all over my jock

Sayin that I'm that motha fucka

But now I'm whack motha fucka?

My opinions changed but you cannot change facts motha fucka

If you want bullet point than call me a gat motha fucka

I lay my whole life out like a mat motha fucka

And I've experienced some things that would stop you from meetin

My schitzophrenic cousin tried to end my life while I'm sleeping

My bummy unlce wanna call now that he sees me succeeding

My momma left me for a teach

I lost my dad to the preaching

Half my friends are buried 6 feet

All the rest in the precint

Literally watched my grandmother die from diabetes

I guess my prayers were answered

When my aunt got cancer and beat it

Now I wanna get her outta job

Give her the garden of eden

I did a lot of bad shit

God got even

But for the price I had to pay

I wish I'd stop breathing

My girl sat in the bath tub

8 hours bleedin

Hearing the doctor tell us our childs heart stopped beating

Fuck a million

I wouldn't take a doller for a life

But I will do what's in my heart

And trade this dollar for a mic

I wrote this song in hopes

That it could help someone get through the night

But no intentions of gettin paid

I'm just doin what is right

I do it for the fans

No the real fans

Who stuck wit me through the storm

Cause they understand

That there's a genuine pain

Behind the words I'm sayin

And they embrace me

So I thank y'all for stayin

Ain't it crazy?

That passion is my achilles heel

Either that or keepin it way to real

But they don't know how it feels

To feed off the energy of a crowd

Step on stage and they get loud

And dad, Imma make you proud

I know we don't speak right now

But I think turning new leaves what we need right now

I love you

And you may not see right now

But I'm beggin for forgiveness

I'm on my knees right now

You saw your son as a dropout

Stuck around when I ran

Saw your son as a felon

Now see your son as a man

See your son be a father

To a beautiful child

Or just see your son dad

See me smile

Who woulda thought what started at the bottom

Would someday grow

From 3 people in the crowd

Unpaid shows

6 people in the room

1 meal a day

Another opening act where no one knows my name

Saw the demos that I passed out

Layin on the ground

Saw the rappers I befriended copyin my style

Saw opportunities passed

While these fakes got rich

Now I can't stop speedin

Like my brakes ain't shit

For 6 months I went through hell and back

Right at the height of my success

All of a sudden doctors said I couldn't rap

I had a polyp on my vocal chords

Left with a choice

Stop now or possibly lose my voice

But I woke up every mornin

And recorded till my throat swelled shut

Coughed blood up after every show

Cause it hurt that much

I went weeks without even saying a word to myself

No health insurance so the bills piled up on the shelf

Rap for my daughter and my fam

And every single fan

I pushed through it now I'm back for y'all again

As for my competition

This the begining of the end

But right now this is my return

Amen

Kells



And they say they know me

'The fuck outta here