Lyrics
(Intro)
Lend me your ear for a moment. Allow me take a few and tell you about the comings of one......Me.
(Verse)
Let me take you on a journey through this life that I've lead/
sleepless nights in my bed, to the times that I've bled/
a kid with a bike in my shed, to a knife in my leg/
liquor bottle in hand, tipped upright with a keg/
flee the problems, a form of escapism/
Lord, give me comfort warmer than when sun rays sizzle/
don't place a "victim" label over my name, visible/
reminiscing days where things weren't a shame and pityful/
pounds of ambition and so full of life/
but emptiness devoured happiness when I pulled the knife/
many questions with despression, fear rules despite/
human nature of courage, uncertainty fuels the fight/
afraid of what lies ahead, dreading to be dead/
letting the method of reckless, wreck my head instead/
of re-directing, lessons go unlearned and read/
medicine for the exit of reality, empty and left in bed/
that little kid, so loud and obnoxious/
who wouldn't let you sleep, like he was holding you hostage/
has gone through hardships, stuck at the railroad crossing/
all grown up and honestly lost it/
nervous breakdowns when the noise level raises/
anger management is tough, avoid the devil's faces/
days of hoodlums, unemployed for several stages/
remembering some of my boys who never made it/
but I'm here and I guess that's a blessing in itself/
ironically, I'm probably the only threat to my health/
please make my album destined to sell, from the depths of my cell/
"Life Is Too Short", that's a message that sells/
cause the truth is spoken and nothing less than that/
days down at the playground, I wish to get them back/
but I can't, so I climb until my bones stretch and crack/
outta this hole I've fallen victim, to rise and set the track
(Hook)
Rise up, I must, I've got potential/
to fight off all these demons, locked in my mental/
no more hospitals for problems so simple/
I can solve by not falling, staying sharper than pencils/
lyrical ability, feel like I've been blessed with that/
in my songs you hear it as I try and stress to cats/
my mission is to come come in, unload and wreck the stats/
but I can't do this until I've set the track/
I won't lie and say I had the best childhood/
but compared to times now, hey, it's all good/
running wild, jumping fences made of small wood/
escaping eye sight faster than the law could/
the stomping ground was ours and nobody could stop us/
step to us at all, we'd have ya calling your doctors/
a group with a bond harder than school lockers/
always had plenty of talks with mamas and papas/
prone to trouble, but never too much/
and the fun under the sun was never less than enough/
as years went by, and stress built up/
carefree hours of old were bagged and left in the dust/
pain and debts make up my parent's warning/
which was life and I'm always glad I made it to morning/
there I am, safe and warm, laying and snoring/
but I can't think straight because this place is so boring/
I've got to get out there and blow up the scene/
unlimited CREAM, where this thing is no phukkin dream/
make my life smooth like a flowing ravine/
living it up to the fullest, if you know what I mean/
the pressures on a daily try to slow down my wrath/
throw a wrench and trying to block the road on my path/
several roads chosen, I don't wanna go back/
no passive relapses, have to get a hold on my task/
and reflect on my past, the days of care-free/
where I had two parents always taking care of me/
feed off their energy and will to be there for me/
then stare feared fate straight in the eye and say carefully/
I've sat down too long with pain and let it stack/
fell back into a trance, lost, as if my head was cracked/
but now, I'm stepping up because I do possess the knack/
to rise above my demons, gain my strength and "Set The Track"
(Hook)
Rise up, I must, I've got potential/
to fight
