Artist: Effect & Dang. Album: Songs to Play Mortal Kombat To Song: C'est La Vie Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Effect] I frustrate myself to levels you wouldn't believe Everyday, think of everything I never achieved I know I have the talent, this I know and believe But when I look at my check, it ain't something I see Knowing I had what it took and I had the drive But that drive slowed down with my first 9-to-5 I blamed it on security and means to survive Still living with my parents, drinking liquor on lawn At 25, watching dudes making like two weeks what I make in three months, that ain't in my league Shouldn't even ride the bench in the game that we play But they hustled and convinced the fuckin state that they're great Gotta blob the facade and just swallow the hate As you should, don't ever take that bullshit to face Don't let these fake rappers make you ponder and think That you have to spend X amount of bottles to drink That you'll just piss out and fuckin puke in the sink It ain't rality, it's just a fuckin Instagram link So don't let them convince you that they're actually rich Or because you scrape to get by, you ain't shit Question your manhood or the place that you sleep That roof over your head you kill yourself to keep The clothes that you wear or the sneakers you rock When was the last time you fuckin needed a watch? Yo... [Chorus] C'est la vie, c'est la vie The past catches up tries to crush your dreams But dreams are only dreams if you choose to sleep C'est la vie, yeah c'est la vie That rearview mirror is a bitch to see Things look a lot better further down the street C'est la vie [Effect] Don't do shows cause I hate doing shows I mean shit, I see a flyer and I don't even go And I know that I'm robbing myself of worth And that whole ten fucking dollars in merch to get my name out there more than it is Cause the people in the crowd who don't know me give a shit And when you think about the image yo, I totally fit With my Eddie Bauer hoodie that barely fucking fits For every record I sell I guess, I give away five I used to be bitter back then but I'm fine That ship sailed years ago right off my block At five o'clock - shit, I waved it goodbye off the dock Not willing, I'm not to do that shit anyway I get confused getting likes on my Facebook page From people in Germany who even know I'm alive And they called the last record a five out of five Get even more confused when they want one signed But I always make sure to take the time And the fact you can find my lyrics written online May seem so small, but fucking blows my mind So I know I'll never be known internationally And think irrationally, at least I know where passion be To say I do it out of love is so cliche But fuck it, I don't know how to word it any other way [Chorus]