Behind The Music

No you don't stand a chance 
For a second in my world 
The same old song 
You won't last long 
If you can't stand behind the music 
All the fame, all the girls 
All the money in this world They don't mean shit, better admit 
If you can't stand behind the music 

So stand up 
Show 'em how we do it 
Won't back down until I see your 
Hands up 
Hit them with the new shit 
Stand behindthe music 

You gotta get behind 
Cross your heart, hope to die 
Splash a hype 
Dash a pretty that don't mean I'll buy 
Okay alright already 
I'm getting blinded 
From all the frauds, all thephonies, all the fakes 
Slow down 
It's a last place world 
Breathe, breathe 
Look my face and to me say 
"Who the hell am I? " 
Look me in the eye 
Is this conviction or addiction or a wasteof time? 

Just name a genre 
Yeah I've tried it 
Been doin' this from 15 to life, shit 
I need a break already 
I gotta find it 
And for the first time in my life, I'm doing my shit 
I, I, I,I can't stand this 
Pop tart candy 
Girls getting famous, getting naked, gettin' randy 
Chew it up 
Make my teeth rot 
You think I'm talkin' to ya? 
I'm probably not, nah 

No you don't standa chance 
For a second in my world 
The same old song 
You won't last long 
If you can't stand behind the music 
All the fame, all the girls, 
All the money in this world 
They don't meanshit, better admit 
If you can't stand behind the music 

New York 
When I was a teenager 
Lookin' for a label and a little clean danger 
Had an appetite for (new adventure) 
Open every 'do notenter' 
Yeah I was tryin' hard to be somebody 
Be the cool kid at the party 
Lookin' at me laddy daddy, hottie hottie, hot tamale 
Stranger feelin' up my body 
Told me I could be somebody 
Wait, Someone stopped me, went home and I called my mommy 
Hell no, I'm not that girl 
I still wanna be the leader of the fucking free world 
Yeah I'm a big dreamer 
I'm a believer 
Just try to tell...