[Intro]
Now I was raised. . . .Learning I have something to prove . . . .
My parents did'nt care. . . If I slept and I didn't even move. . . .
Woke late at 12 Am. . . Washed my face with nothing to lose. . .
Walked-walked alone in the rain. . . .With slow time lonely blues. . . .
Thought, they knew I was breathing. . . They really had no other option to choose. . .
Next day, woke up at 10. . . And saw them dead on the morning news
Its Ironic.

[Hook]
Its Ironic, Yeah
Its Ironic, ye-yeah
That Ironic, ye-yeah
Its Ironic, Yeah
Its Ironic, ye-yeah
That Ironic, ye-yeah
Its Ironic, Yeah

Pain, is gone to ease within another little lie,
Gonna ask another how the pain is really gonna die,
Other brother, gonna ask his mother, for the reason why,
He suffers and it smothers him, in a blink of an eye,
Others say TEAM can't be really spelled within an even I,
Even though, its gonna have to be by himself to (Im)-ply,
Hard work and dedication shown, with all the reasons by,
The realest, and ill showing hustle, respect and delight,
I am the only one to really have peace and love of mind,
Besides haters, and tricks, your gonna have to stay off my grind,
Hope your still hungry, from eating my dust, and left you behind,
Your nothing compared to others coming from another kind,
Its Ironic. . . .

[Middle-tro]
Years later. . . . I found out the truth. . . .
Fi-finding who killed them. . . .And injusticed with no doubt to suit. . . .
Making it worth the wait. . . .Go-going insane almost gone to fate. . . .
Lost mind in danger. . . . Hasting to arrive to the light and gate
Its Ironic

[Hook]

Waiting for the fame train, had not much time to arrive,
Living with low budget fundings ain't nothing much to survive,
Hoping this career will help me and my needy soul revive,
And the game, similar to a ghost town, bring rap back to life,
Other *****s stabbing this game with their wack lines, like as knives,
Cheating on rap, with 'hip hop', like they are having double wives,
Tortured with fundamentals, many people have no lives,
Jumping in my pool of lyrics, with all these basic types of dives,
Stalking me, and liking my status, as if you can click 'like',
You have baby steps, using raps like a young little tyke,
Sharped points, pointed at you at the end of my sharply hard spike,
Warned only once, before the second you better take a hike. . . .

[End-tro]
How it all happened. . . .Im not really sure. . . .
But the lesson of it all is. . . . Never feel insecure. . .
Other than alone. . . .Always have faith in yourself. . . .
Never doubt. . . . What can be accomplished by being felt. . . .
Your heart is strong. . . . But mind is what is delt . . . .
Say you have it cold. . . . Even though you can be melt. . . .
Its Ironic

[Hook]
(Xtra)Its Ironic. . . .