Bad News

[Intro: Kanye West]
Didn't you know, I was waiting on you
Waiting on a dream that'll never come true
Didn't you know, I was waiting on you
My face turned to stone when I heard the news
When you decide to break the rules
Cause I just heard some real bad news

[Verse 1: Jet 2]
Bars that I'm locked in painted from the vision
From inspiration that's driven
From the ladies that I could not get
Wonder if I'll find me, cause currently that is not yet
But I'm making progress
Picking up the pieces to a broken heart's a process
I just cover it all with everything I achieved
Just to get where I haven't got yet
Trying to dissemble my egotistical mindset
But I speak on how it feels, I give's a damn about gossip
Devilish endeavors with two angels that were God sent
Sticking to my mental while I spit to instrumentals
While I vision in my mental through the bars of the window
With the glass that will break like I'm visioning crescendos
And my heart is in that window but the vision's in my tempo
To the women that I loved, I referred as bitches and then hoes
Wishing I could take it back but I can't erase the fact
I'm falling from following a trend that I did not set
Beautiful initials I skip when speaking the alphabet
R.M. the reason I turned to lovely chocolate
Visions that I pictured in my mind that I thought I'd get
In the pursuit of happiness, I guess it hasn't happened yet
Speaking love to ladies that I love in these verses
Cause in person I'll try but choke up like I lost breath
So I murder my emotions in hopes that if I don't show 'em
Then eventually everything will just offset
But it rubs off when
Those who truly love me and try to show it
Get hit with broken pieces of my heart and
Pain becomes a factor and pride becomes an issue
So when you say that you miss me I never say that I miss you
Sitting in a room full of love so misused
Fuck a heartbreak, I love those issues
Broke down from the heart burn, ahh sizzles
But the heartburn made a nigga chest-chiseled
I adapt to my environment like a lizard
Got a sober body, but my mind's on syzzurp (syrup)
Cut y'all niggers who slept on a nigga
Mind breaking straight up out them chains where's Fiddler
Young little ni-ti-ger (nigga) with a big pli-ti-gan (plan)
And ever since this began I mark my perimeters
If music's from the heart then everything that beats I'm feeling for
The moments, I just hope my emotions don't leave your feelings hurt
You will never do to another what you didn't feel at first
So I don't do shit, that is just some shit I learned
And if it ain't concerning happiness, it don't meet my concern
And fixing things will make me happy, obviously I concur
I tried to paint the house without building the foundation
I put my wood first, but my earth is now quaking
And since I was in danger, God became creative
And built the foundation that I lay without the pain in
Only cause I'm the artist and my mind creates the painting
So I ahh, epsom salt while I bathe in
The ocean of success and to some that is bad news
And some others just can't wait for me to make it
But as long as the people that are around me gain a positive
Outlook on life from a simple sentence I've stated
Then everything I worked for, nothing has gone in vain
Cause if I help one make it, I've already made it nigga