WALK ON WATER FT. BEYONCE

●I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus ●I walk on water But only when it freezes ◆Why are expectations so high? ◆Is it the bar I set? My arms, I stretch But I can't reach ◆A far cry from it Or it's in my grasp But as soon as I grab, squeeze ◆I lose my grip like the flyin' trapeze Into the dark I plummet ◆Now the sky's blackening I know the mark's high ◆Butterflies rip apart my stomach Knowin' that no matter what ◆bars I come with You're gonna harp, gripe, and ◆That's a hard Vicodin to swallow So I scrap these ◆As pressure increases Like khakis I feel the ice ◆cracking Because― ●I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus ●I walk on water But only when it freezes ◆It's the curse of the standard That the first of the Mathers discs set ◆Always in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet ◆Will this step just be another misstep To tarnish whatever the legacy, ◆love of respect I've garnered? The rhyme has to be perfect ◆The delivery flawless And it always feels like ◆I'm hittin' the mark 'Til I go sit in the car, listen ◆And pick it apart Like, ″This shit is garbage!″ ◆God's given me all this ◆Still I feel no different regardless Kids look to me ◆as a God This is retarded If only they knew ◆It's a facade and it's exhaustive And I try not to listen to nonsense ◆But if you bitches are tryin' to strip me of my confidence ◆Mission accomplished I'm not God-sent ◆Nas, Rakim, Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith And I'm not Prince, so... ●I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus I walk on water ●But only when it freezes ●'Cause I'm only human Just like you ●I've been making my mistakes Oh if you only knew ●I don't think you should believe in me The way that you do ●'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh ◆It's true, I'm a Rubik's A beautiful mess ◆At times juvenile, yes I goof and I jest ◆A flawed human, I guess But I'm doin' my best ◆To not ruin your expectations and meet 'em ◆But first the ″Speedom″ verse Now Big Sean ◆He's goin' too fast Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom? ◆There was a time I had the world by the balls, eatin' out my palm ◆Every album song I was spazzin' the fuck out on ◆And now I'm gettin' clowned and frowned on ◆But the only one who's looking down on me that matters ◆Now's DeShaun Am I lucky to be around this long? ◆Begs the question though Especially after the methadone ◆As yesterday fades And the Dresden home is burnt to the ground ◆And all that's left of my house is lawn The crowds are gone ◆And it's time to wash out the blonde ◆Sales decline, the curtain's drawn They're closin' the set ◆I'm still pokin' my head from out behind And everyone who has doubt, remind ◆Now take your best rhyme Outdo it ◆Now do it a thousand times Now let 'em tell ya ◆The world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes ◆And as I grow outta sight, outta mind I might go outta mine ◆'Cause how do I ever let this mic go without a fight ◆When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine? ◆But when I do fall from these heights though I'll be fine ◆I won't pout or cry or spiral down or whine ◆But I'll decide if it's my final bow this time around 'Cause― ●I walk on water But I ain't no Jesus I walk on water ●But only when it freezes 'Cause I'm only human Just like you ●I've been making my mistakes Oh if you only knew ●I don't think you should believe in me The way that you do ●'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh ●If I walked on the water I would drown ◆'Cause I'm just a man ◆But as long as I got a mic I'm godlike ◆So me and you are not alike Bitch, I wrote″Stan″