BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Introix
- Verse 1:
- I'm the
- Son of Jersey with the je nais se quois
- Workin on versions like in un, deux, trois
- I know all my creatives can relate to what I thought
- When you fall, fixing it feels like following a law
- I know you’re following along,
- Might be only me, so you can tell me if I'm wrong
- But if creating is your passion, it's like following a law
- I see ya following along
- Eureka, I see ya following along
- Only one dude, but I bet you're following along
- If you're creative
- For creatives it's almost like you're following a law
- Seek out every
- If yall have made something, I know you're following along
- Correcting every flaw like you're following a law
- Like you're following a law
- I know that my creatives all relate to second guessing
- Pieces of their work that may not even need adressing
- Dispensing satisfaction and backing to square one
- Feeling satisfaction will be replaced any second
- If a curse in a blessing, I'll be damned before I'm resting
- If none can save me from the fact I'm endlessly obsessing
- I’m guessing this is something like my strange addiction
- How I’m tethered to the parts that don’t even need fixin
- How many times I could recount improving what I’ve written
- Six years and I’m still filling in revisions
- No kiddin’, feels like I turned the hero to the villain
- Word to my creatives who relate to second guessing
- Pieces of their work that may not even need addressing!
- Testing temp while uncertain of the worth
- Of whatever they were brave enough to put onto the earth
- Only goes to show ya all the worth of first impressions
- How work can be reversed by the power of suggestion
- How no matter how deep the depth of our perception
- We’ll only find death in the depths of perfection
- But despite the ways ideas change in the brain
- Some things we stay will forever stay the same, like
- Moderate in affluence, conceived as a Patrowicz
- An alias of Patches with a mindset of the malcontents
- A brought to rap by happenstance, product of the Garden State
- Who as a pawn came upon pontiffs of the starting gates
- Chorus
- I waited, I waited, time went by
- All I do is cry (Say, say, say, say)
- X2
- Verse 2:
- White guy rapper aint a road of rhododendrons
- Just the mention fills a head with questions and objections
- Questions of the level of malevolent intentions
- So I'm guessing while you and me are here and got a second
- I should mention all the ones who let me pen all my inventions
- Sorry if I'm somewhere that I have no right to snoop,
- But God blesses the Nases and Lupes I had on loop
- God bless the MFs who came and paved the way
- Eminem and em, the eminent in the domain
- Ty to the Wilds, respect the Technicians
- Without y’all, I'd be fishing for a fifth of my efficience
- I stare at y'all types and stick to my vision
- My words don't only come from a hunger for commission
- Maybe I coulda took a more normal root
- Than the branch I found myself in, but starting out I knew
- There are worser things that I can do to bear fruit
- Chorus
- I waited, I waited, time went by
- All I do is cry (Say, say, say, say)
- X2
- Verse 3
- And I promise it ain’t all about me
- The mediums the method to confess what I see
- And I know some’ll say c’est la vie
- When they see people suffer and just say to let it be
- But who are we as a people who have only known peace
- Not to listen to the rest of the world as it weeps
- How do we blissfully fall asleep in our sheets
- When people in the world need to plead just to eat
- See, a people’s peace of mind is equal a piece of mine
- How can I hold the world and still be behind the times?
- Each of us are free to live and make our own decisions
- But by virtue of my person I can plan nothing malicious
- Never been a fan of acts of aggravation
- I’m apt to use raps practical application
- See Patches walks the path of the philosopher and pacifist
- Far surpassed the actors who make an act of avarice
- Using nothing more than a moral obligation
- I damn the wicked, pray for the weak,
- And pray the unholy fully knows what they reap
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