Nothing Compares - Marc E. Bassy

All my nights given to you

I got two black eyes singin' the truth yeah

And I fight my way into your sex

I mold myself into the shapes that make me blue

All this time I was confused

Tryna be somebody with somethin' to lose yeah

And they say "Boy don't talk about it just sing"

Yeah

"It ain't real but at least you got an American dream"

Nothing compares to the feeling

What I get when I'm back on the street

Nothing compares to the feeling

When I get back on my feet

Nothing compares to the feeling

When my back up against the wall

Nothing compares to the feeling

Like it's just me against it all

All my rights they could abuse

I got two black eyes in the news yeah

And they say "Boy don't talk about it just sing"

Yeah

"It ain't real but at least you got an American dream"

Nothing compares to the feeling

Oh oh

What I get when I'm back on the street

Street

Nothing compares to the feeling

Noth' nothin'

When I get back on my feet

When I get back on my feet

Nothing compares to the feeling

When my back up against the wall

When my back up against the wall

Nothing compares to the feeling

Like it's just me against it all

Nothing compares

Nothing compares

Nothing compares

Nothing compares

City-wide on the speaker

Freeway for the re-up

Caught me scammin' on the VISA yeah

Tell Complex I'm poppin' off sneakers

Ex girl said she can't hang nah

Ex label what a d**n shame

But you can't stop the campaign

I'm a underdog

Nothing compares to the feeling

What I get when I'm back on the street

Nothing compares to the feeling

When I get back on my feet

Nothing compares to the feeling

When my back up against the wall

Nothing compares to the feeling

Like it's just me against it all

Nothing compares

Oh nothing on the street oh nothing

Nothing compares

Oh nothing on my feet oh nothing

Nothing compares

Oh nothing against the wall oh nothing now

Nothing compares

Oh nothing