No One Believed

[Intro]
A shimmering shape suddenly appears out of thin air - a shape that takes on human form

[Verse 1]
I freestyled over cassettes without a hesitant guess
When suburban Australia hadn't accepted it yet
I never was a follower I read up on philosophers
I read books and wrote raps and neither one was popular
Pro skater or rapper people thought that I was stupid
They thought I was a clown and too unorganised to do shit
A slacker with my studies but inside a straight nerd
So all my teachers thought I cheated when I came first
And every single person would doubt my ambition
With as much hope as breaking out of Alcatraz prison
And career advisers were severely bias
Cause it was clear that I was a punk destined for years of violence
The first cut cuts deepest in your upbringing
My art perceived as drug dealers or thugs stealing
I snuck in underage to bust free's and dump pingers
Cause for some reason my attitude was unbeaten

[Hook]
But my goals and my dreams they were sort of like a ghost story
'Cos no one believes
And my goals and my dreams they were sort of like a UFO sighting
'Cos no one believes
They're like, "yeah yeah"
"Okay, alright"
"Whatevs"

[Verse 2]
Miraculously I found dudes who shared the same head space
And like me they disregarded all the lame templates
We got a local buzz from the shows we done
I was only young sixteen and on a path to blowing up
My little kiddie raps got my friends to interact
And most gigs were packed with skate boarders and hippy cats
A few thousand from blazing a few stages
We made a new album and radio soon played it
And I truly believed that my crew would achieve
The pursuit of my dreams and were due to succeed
But little did I know that the roads long and gets tough
Egos soon grow the love lacks and heads butt
We were like big fish in a small pond
With some worshipping the ground that we walked on
Tall poppy parents couldn't wait to see it to fall off
Waiting for the bubble to pop and see it all gone

[Hook]
But my goals and my dreams they were sort of like a ghost story
'Cos no one believes
And my goals and my dreams they were sort of like a UFO sighting
'Cos no one believes
They're like, "yeah yeah"
"Okay, alright"
"Whatevs"

[Verse 3]
I then felt like everything just went south
Kicked out of home, no job, and living on a friends couch
My girl at the time she's sort of my stability
But even she changed of what she thought of my abilities
More a liability a fruitless pursuance
With usage of booze made me viewed as a nuisance
My crew were like a path to a brighter picture
But now we try to figure who's right and fight and bicker
I nearly died when I had to break up the crew
I met those dudes before I had fucking pubes
Every thing the haters wanted was becoming true
Washed up, broke, defeated, and bad luck ensued
So in the end I lost belief in myself
With no time to find anything that could help
It was time to give it up and put my dreams on the shelf
For a voluntary death and to see you in hell

[Outro]
*Phone buzzing*
Hello, Ryan speaking
Yes it is
Oh hey man, how ya doing?
[Can't hear]