My first real solo...story about a kid who gives his life to conformity and regrets it, each verse is a different stage...
Whatup. SickSpitta reppin' Vancity. Props to Devize for most of the beats. www.soundclick.com/devize
Lyrics
I Remember
Chorus
I Remember When The Mic Was My Life
I Remember Like The Night Was Tonight
I Remember Who I Used To Be
I Don't Recognize This Newer Me
Verse 1 Baby
I emerge, the womb is riddled in a blur
Cause my vision has occured, but it really isn't sure
My feet and toes looking weak cause they need to grow
Need to grow my mind cause this fetus is in need of hope
It's the doctor, a blur to see
Cause I'm blinded by the big red emergency
There's my mother and my father future sister and a brother
And some more landmarks for my life to discover
Damn, I can't understand it
A new born baby stranded earth
Man, I had talented passion
But even the best is left and unheard
I came home same day in my mainframe
Main brain on, but lacking main veins
Hip hop was the missing space
But I picked a mic, and filled its place
)Chorus)
Verse 2 Adolescence
I made a bond, made it strong
Between us....
We both felt it, but hell, I would need it
Everyday for a month we would blunt
And get fucked out our skulls with a pen and a hunt
We would crave for the mic and the stage
But my life is ablaze and time is a waste
I did my travels, went to university
All the unity, well, I guess it worked for me
Studied hard, but my skill was only envious
Best in my class but my true craft is penmanship
A perfectonist, who wrote essays effortless
An exorcist of words, ressurected with this blessed gift
.........See I knew and I felt it
If an instrumental banged then my brain almost melted
I carried on, I'm the devils advocate
I'm not a bad person, but I sold my happiness
Chorus
Verse 3 Lawyer
It's my fortieth, isn't that so ominous
A lawyer who's notorious for being on top of all of it
I guess I'm all of it, my pride no I'll swallow it
I hate my life from the day I became a colledge kid
...Why these people thinkin I'm god
Cause I hate my job, plus I hate the law
Plus I hate my colleagues, always wanna I talk to me
All I wanna do is hit the studio and drop a free
Drop a topical, I don't care the cost yo
All I wants a room where it booms and my thoughts flow
Where my heart goes, glued to the musical
Soothing notes are beautiful and tunes make the truest soul
But who's to know, but who's to find that inside of me's
A mind that'll shine whevenver it rhymes..(you'll see)..
This time is filled thoughtless conceptions
But life's short, use honest expression
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