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Foreign accent eccentric was born in Paris Normal parents who split up and divorced the marriage No horse and carriage both their course went separate Stayed in Maryland the cross I had to bear it Music was my heart I played pick up at the park Tim Hardaway handles I used to pick em apart Stick shift up in my car Most people couldn't drive those Would channel Hulk Lifting weights getting bulk like Costcos Listening to Rae Nas and Ghost Struck a pot of gold To me that was the gods gospel I felt my knowledge grow Once a week I spoke to moms yo she missed me Doing what I did survive I kept it discreet Trip to New York, LA back to Philly T Doogie Nom and Kane Stuck together like a ball and chain Growing pains label meetings that's the game Louis West playing music for Reggie Osé Rest In Peace king What a blessing life taught me things Jewels laid out in front of me I took em like offering So much baggage I would carry from my childhood Insecurities my first demos didn't sound good Anytime I tried to quit would start hearing voices Would keep me up at night Was a sub-par boyfriend Also bad choices when it came to women I push some away tried to shake my demons but I couldn't Had my days where my laziness would paralyze me Woke up to nightmares of failure that would terrorize me Would meditate and take a run outside The sweat purging out the toxins had to think out the box Self-sabotage I had to outfox myself The negative inner-self talk I had to stop myself change the narrative One day at time baby steps Stand tall like the logo on the hood of a Mercedes Benz Blood sweat and tears I was here for it all Success money rap career I'm prepared for it all The good and the bad The worst and the great storms and earthquakes At the epicenter had to move to its birthplace Since the first grade struggled with language that was a hurdle Brought real bars to the Essence Fest that was unheard of My belief system was to keep my visions at their peak wisdom Fuck realistic I see different Keep distant From the bad minds I'm agile Soldier keep my moves kosher like a Rabi Ambrosia closer to my dreams like Goapele Old wounds closing up as my blood coagulates Old school habits I shaked off and laced y'all I don't wanna be a star I'm a quasar Great scars lost my dad lost a few friends Watched some new trends had to tie up some loose ends Could never blend with the other folk I'm on other mode Carrying the genome my father and my mother wrote You can be here then disappear in a puff of smoke When life's shoulders turn cold like winter up in Buffalo I took the high road keyboard warriors never mind those My shine rose got off my high horse and god knows It took awhile for these lessons sink And do the opposite a pessimist thinks I had to exit the ring No longer struggle now I ease by Live for the now no longer rewind made a switch like Batista Leave a tip for the barista hop on the train A rain drop hit my forehead It made me stop and wait How you enjoying what's around you when you always running The fear of failing's a constant had to overcome it Today I woke and seen the sun beaming Big smile on my face Time to make it happen kid I'm done dreaming
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