One Mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
Some paper and a pen
so i can write
What's on my mind
Print it spit it now I'm feeling nice
No stress tonight
Can you picture a better life
With no one dying over stupid shit
Damn, I wonder why
Why
We gotta lie to those who care about us
Why
Just to get by
Then they move on to another
It's sad, no lie
We're living in a world where, where everyone's blind
How could you judge a book by its cover
Tell me, would you ever judge a man on the struggle
And watch him crumble just like a puzzle
Or would you give him a hand just like if he was your brother
Just like if he was your brother
How would you feel if it was you the one under
Lonely, low, broke, and sad
Would the pressure make you change
Would all the pain make you weak from all the hate
Or would you stay the same, honest, true, and humble
It's a cold world just like December
When I was younger, mama used to tell me
don't forget the sweater
Tomorrow will get better
Hold your head and play this tune a little louder
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
Some paper and a pen
so i can write
What's on my mind
Print it spit it now I'm feeling nice
No stress tonight
Can you picture a better life
With no one dying over stupid shit
Damn, I wonder why
Why
We gotta lie to those who care about us
Why
Just to get by
Then they move on to another
It's sad, no lie
We're living in a world where, where everyone's blind
How could you judge a book by its cover
Tell me, would you ever judge a man on the struggle
And watch him crumble just like a puzzle
Or would you give him a hand just like if he was your brother
Just like if he was your brother
How would you feel if it was you the one under
Lonely, low, broke, and sad
Would the pressure make you change
Would all the pain make you weak from all the hate
Or would you stay the same, honest, true, and humble
It's a cold world just like December
When I was younger, mama used to tell me
don't forget the sweater
Tomorrow will get better
Hold your head and play this tune a little louder
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
Credits
Writer(s): Abe Guerra
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