Yea, been twenty years and yet I feel like experience
Is something I'm missing as my mission
Yea, that under my belt that help you listen
Take a bite out of the song and let it go down smoothly
But I'mma pace so it never comes back to me
Retrace the steps I took from that field
Something that I knew I never wanted, how'd that feel
Sorta like the Grinch, everybody in Whoville
Looking for the truth but the truth is too real
So I fall back deep in an all black depression
My mind is saying shut up but my heart is screaming expression
Give or take a lesson, but knowledge what I'm ejecting
So I skip another class, cause life is starting it's session
Puttin back the pieces that were nearly together
Listen my disposition is sorry, it's really whatever
I wish I had more time with her
But I feel that living in the biz is why I rhyme with her
And so I pray that my feet keep moving
World at my hips, can we please keep grooving
I know this life seem a bitch and a half
And when they tell you what you're worth, you're gon' listen to that
Fuck that, and when they aimin for your mom
Make sure to bust back, your wounds will heal in time
One for the audience, two for the speakers
Three for the rappers who be spittin like a preacher
Teach us, in the end, everything that you could
Speaking from the mind ain't necessarily good
Gotta find the time, to see what's under the hood
And find the heart yearning for you to be finally understood
But when you catch it
This life is but a mic so start to record your message
On some real shit dawg, I'm trying to lift spirits
A simple citizen and I'm make it for you to hear it
And if I die, before I wake
I pray my song, to brighten for better days
I see you burning with your passion
So now I'm asking, the fuck are you waiting for
No tables, you turning doors and natural with the forge
They ask "Wanna be great?", you tell the fuckers "of course"
I see you giving them more, you're sharper than all the swords
You singing the death's notes, to dance in the life's cords
Is something I'm missing as my mission
Yea, that under my belt that help you listen
Take a bite out of the song and let it go down smoothly
But I'mma pace so it never comes back to me
Retrace the steps I took from that field
Something that I knew I never wanted, how'd that feel
Sorta like the Grinch, everybody in Whoville
Looking for the truth but the truth is too real
So I fall back deep in an all black depression
My mind is saying shut up but my heart is screaming expression
Give or take a lesson, but knowledge what I'm ejecting
So I skip another class, cause life is starting it's session
Puttin back the pieces that were nearly together
Listen my disposition is sorry, it's really whatever
I wish I had more time with her
But I feel that living in the biz is why I rhyme with her
And so I pray that my feet keep moving
World at my hips, can we please keep grooving
I know this life seem a bitch and a half
And when they tell you what you're worth, you're gon' listen to that
Fuck that, and when they aimin for your mom
Make sure to bust back, your wounds will heal in time
One for the audience, two for the speakers
Three for the rappers who be spittin like a preacher
Teach us, in the end, everything that you could
Speaking from the mind ain't necessarily good
Gotta find the time, to see what's under the hood
And find the heart yearning for you to be finally understood
But when you catch it
This life is but a mic so start to record your message
On some real shit dawg, I'm trying to lift spirits
A simple citizen and I'm make it for you to hear it
And if I die, before I wake
I pray my song, to brighten for better days
I see you burning with your passion
So now I'm asking, the fuck are you waiting for
No tables, you turning doors and natural with the forge
They ask "Wanna be great?", you tell the fuckers "of course"
I see you giving them more, you're sharper than all the swords
You singing the death's notes, to dance in the life's cords
( Sucka Free CJ )
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