Doing some old school flows on some old school issues.
How heavy is your chain? If your cross still have weight, Your mountain a high climb Or your heart too wide for narrow gates... I’m wearing that unbalanced design Trying to tip the scales before it’s too late. I do me justice when I drop judgment And just claim, “Love, we are the same"
"... your winged speech
Too short to tell
Too clipped with views from the six
Days familiar with hell
Six months done you over, done you well
If the sun only shines in summer,
Go ahead, stay sleepin’ on yourself”
(Lyrics con’t below)
I think you lost something, girl
I think you are something
Shells put to ears for the pearls
You speaking like oceans will part
And pathways uncurl
But your world is too small
Not to fall in the wake of that call
It’s certain disaster
Calculate the after
Of the plus ones whose differences
Turned negative
Subtracter subdued to the powers
That won’t be themselves
For, who knows the hour?
Presume an angel but your winged speech
Too short to tell
Too clipped with views from the six
Days familiar with hell
Six months done you over, done you well
If the sun only shines in summer
Go ahead, stay sleepin on yourself.
Forget about it.
Cause this is for them, or this is for some thesis
To support or amend
This is an amenity for sermonizing till we all say amen
To urbanity in your vanities, street cred by the side of your bed
Yeah, tell me what good that dream grafted and led
What tree of knowledge bore your laboured fruit
To prove yourself, then proved you were off branch from death proof
You couldn’t make a living.
You spilled your guts just to cut your heart from dirty roots
Now the Gardener is pruning out the ruins
You can show your backyard exactly what He’s doing
If you can’t build them homes, take them to your hood
Being a friendly neighbour ain’t about being greater
In responsibility, doesn’t mean you always should
Your only power is in saying the Great One will and He could
The way He’s done it for you, as you understood
Don’t underestimate the blessing of a spotless mind
To recall His goodness in your own running time.
Watch.
You won’t forget about it.
God, I miss the rain
Pour one out for my common sense is dead
And tryin’ to resurrect my pain
I killed another moment in mankind’s common grave
I’m Sheol and she’s holding hell
To fill the crave of a hole in her brain
Holy hell, what’s she sayin is rock bottom low
Then we take it higher, take it higher, oh no
Take it higher with saving grace
I should know
What I’m saving up for is a place
Down Electric Avenue
Where I grew
Had me growing weary of people claiming that
They know me just because they near me
If they brand me as a burnout, that would finna sear me
But even as I walk through fire, I still finna fear me
Dying out, so living on wired fences to keep the dying in.
A bloody power struggle to refine a young diamond
But find nobody's pumped and fully shining
We're scared
They're gonna see a wasteland, the barely surviving,
The skeletons, the criminals we beat up and lock up
And put no time in
It’s too late.
The purity, the innocence is decaying
Life’s another playground I’m too scared to play in
I’m with the kids afraid of their own shadow
We play no Peter Pan games
And ask what name is hallowed
In the shallows
Tryin' to protect our own skin
Put on sunblock with the aloe
To resist what’s itchin
Never singin' that sunny day
Feelin burned by my base
Of street smarts and elements
As a basic ground
Now animals puppet my face
To face the acid meltdown
Had me trippin on who I am
Tryin to fight my chemical make up
Like I was born into a coma
and death is when I finally wake up
How many times have I fed my soul
to what I believe could eat me alive?
To see them multiply my life
By the pieces of me they divide
I always feels like I’m waiting for someone else to decide
If that’s God, tell Him it’s been real
But I can’t tell if I’m on reality’s side
Leave it up to your imaginative
Leave it up to your troubled mind
Find the maker,
Give em hell
Find out what touch is divine
Self-definitive, self-diminutive
Faith and doubt don't touch the selfish
and thinning gray lines
So I think I finna did get stoned out,
Ain't seen the last time I wept
In an instant,
The bipolar captures me like polaroids that I kept
Posing for popularity
Your composition set
With white framed clarity
What competition is left?
Privileged say: You doin' right, you fight the good fight I bet
Far cry of a lone wolf with a hard time to not get upset
So why you actin' like a floater on that selfie neglect?
Floatin through night on a red eye, the kid haven't slept
Correct my negative image cause you think I'm soul-less
Lack of visibility, so lookin socially inept
Who accepts?
Except, my head is foggin' with emotional depth,
Just not taking it in
In those conditions
My drive takes a motivational slip
Her drive flips
Do you got them medicine?
She keep riddlin' and there's no real focus
They listenin' to a joker
Smile, intents be loaded
Night staying dark
Surround my existence
Surreality of a high road
Twisted my vision
On the colonialistic with a vice grip on my shift stick
Jesus, take the wheel, my influence gets me impaired
God, take the helm of my internal affairs
She don't want you caught in the cross hairs
But shoot,
Behind the smoking gun, she wants you
Her fingers cross whenever your paths do
The idol lane made I-D-K
Or idling what I say
Ironically put me on thoughts of a chronic run
Listen my son, young one,
Off path calling out
Emerging scene emergencies
Would you make your last love line
Your last life line just cause you don’t have a certainty
You lost a cause to die for, so are you a lost cause?
Cause you wouldn't die for yourself and you can’t see the odds
Of a chance to sing your recovery with the choir of your God
Why stay what they made you?
You aren't scared of living or death.
You're scared of nothing but nothingness
And you’re already here
You wear the face of your fear
Stick your tongue out to what claims to tastes crystal clear
Cause it’s laced with what numbed you
To anything good that appears.
You aren’t scared of living or death.
You’re scared of nothing but nothingness
And for better or worse,
You need your worst to get your best.
What you got left to lose?
You want the real sun to shine then,
Why stay what they made you?
This shit's silly right? You can't find depth no matter how deep you fall for someone short-sighted. Someone who just lacks attention. That's nursery shit. So I sing it like,
Baby, friendly don't make sense
When you fuckin' with my head
Play me but don't play pretend
Broads are short cuts to dead ends...
The re-do. Click here for full lyrics: https://soundcloud.com/audder/shoddy-soldier-heartbeat
Instrumental by: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cxM6O2jdYw
I would have killed myself a lot last year
Man, was it really that long ago?
I thought I found somebody
Of my dreams, mm mm
Lord knows if I'm wrong though
Both said that for now we should end it
Can't depend on each other if I ain't independent
Yeah damn sure that we meant for it
Don't know the rules or how to measure it
I thought you, God and music are the only ones I level with
Like everything else feels so damn irrelevant
Like I'm doing it all just for the hell of it
Ain't doing nobody else like I'm celibate
Tryna handle me and stop being so delicate
Manage my mind and be my own delegate
So sick of selling it and telling it
To get more intelligent
Get off that selfish bit
Know that talk was the devil's tip
Low bottom lies from the lips of the eloquent
That I can't get what I want
No matter my helping it
Don't even know what I want
And when I did I missed it
If I got far, do things go ballistic?
My fear is I'll bomb or get materialistic
Do these clothes fit the fabric of my own existence?
Does my name only sound good if it's top listed?
Did I really change or just forgot that I wished it?
Or things changed living life without you
If dying is gain and life is to lose
Then a sacrifice of love is the heaven I choose
And everything is alright.
Somewhere between psychotic and iconic
Somewhere between I want it and I got it
Somewhere between I'm sober and I'm lifted
Somewhere between a mistress and commitment
But I stay down, oo I always stay down
Get down, have you lay down
Promise to break everybody off before I break down
Everyone just wait now
So much on my plate now
Dreams that I believed in they don't even show their face now
What they got to say now?
Nothing they can say now
... It's whatever. Living good feeling better
If I was numb to it last year
Maybe I can't feel it more than ever
Nothing really changed but they all look away now
What more can I say now?
What more can I say now?
You might feel like nothing was the same
Some things kill me less, I guess that's gain though
Act like I'm still on my game though
But I still been drinking on the low
Reminscin' on the low
Prayin on the low
Tryin not to worry everybody that I know
The furthest thing from perfect
Like everyone I know