Fuck Your Ambition

Album cover art for "Fuck Your Ambition" by Chris Orrick & P.O.S.

Chris Orrick & P.O.S. - Rap

Fuck Your Ambition

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[Intro] The way they measure winners makes me wanna be a loser So I hang with all the sinners, love the beggar not the chooser [Verse 1: Red Pill] So the cancer comes back Can't stop the bloodbath with thumbtacks Can't overcome that And they work so hard, so they go so far But so far, who's really done that? I think about ambition Does the horse draw the carriage Or the hanging of the carrot? 'Cause this world is something else They expect me to love their wealth But I still can't love myself So find another lie to tell These fairy tales about millionaires Came from nothing, wing and a prayer Make us love it, but we're okay Still we gotta hear them say [Bridge] Everything that I got Yeah I got that on my own See that money, see that car See that castle I call home See that yacht See that job Yeah, I did that all alone Everything that I got Bitch I got that on my own [Pre-Chorus] The way they measure winners makes me wanna be a loser So I hang with all the sinners Love the beggar not the chooser Addicted to computers Generation Consumer You'll see it later than sooner Treat symptoms instead of tumors [Chorus: Red Pill] So fuck your ambition We don't love your ambition I'm in love with my failures I'm in love with my misses 'Cause everything you are is everything that makes you weak I'm not reaching for the stars I got my hands up in defeat Fuck your ambition Yeah, fuck your ambition Yeah, fuck your ambition Yeah, fuck your ambition [Verse 2: P.O.S] Yeah! Dead in the doorway Home from the grind Heavy heart and a headache Shoes off, flick on someone else's Life like it's yours Wanting more feeling selfish Shit yeah, the clock ticks ridic That uphill pitch is about as real as it gets So go, come on, skedaddle Navigating a lake of fire with papier-m�ch� paddles And weak hands, scared hearts make shitty scared plans There's no chance and no comparison Just cherishing the little bit of air I get Get it in Fill lungs, move, own footprints Yeah trying to fill my own damn shoes I don't see 'em if they purchase their personality, worthless Judging by the gift that they cursed with [Pre-Chorus: Red Pill] The way they measure winners makes me wanna be a loser So I hang with all the sinners Love the beggar not the chooser Addicted to computers Generation Consumer You'll see it later than sooner Treat symptoms instead of tumors [Bridge] Everything that I got Yeah I got that on my own See that money, see that car See that castle I call home See that yacht See that job Yeah I did that all alone Everything that I got Bitch I got that on my own [Chorus: Red Pill] So fuck your ambition We don't love your ambition I'm in love with my failures I'm in love with my misses 'Cause everything you are is everything that makes you weak I'm not reaching for the stars I got my hands up in defeat Fuck your ambition Yeah, fuck your ambition Yeah, fuck your ambition Yeah, fuck your ambition

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Credits

Writers
  • P.O.S.
  • Chris Orrick