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Reflections
- //Intro
- //Hook
- I might have fucked up, but I have to move on,
- now the hands I used to count real friends is one,
- keep the friendships tight, like a virgin hole,
- now mans circle like a cheerio
- //Hook
- I might have fucked up, but I have to move on,
- now the hands I used to count real friends is one,
- keep the friendships tight, like a virgin hole,
- now mans circle like a cheerio
- //Verse1
- I'm sitting alone and I have to think hard,
- I have to dig deep and inspect my heart,
- I have a mission to do, and I have to follow through,
- I shouldn't be relying on others here to show my path
- Its clear to me I got lazy,
- my one passion in life has turned hazy,
- I used to get up at 6 just to write some bars,
- used to go down the park to rap, its all faded,
- where has my mindset gone, its all tragic,
- I used to be a bright kid who turned his mind to rapping,
- now I'm the C set kid, lost interest in everything,
- hobbies, sport, hell I even stopped reading,
- I stopped being polite because I was too old for a beating,
- good grades and education aren't as cool as creasing,
- now I'm left kneeling eyes to the ceiling
- If there's a god out there, you know I'm needing
- stunting on my friends, clowning thinking I was cool,
- wanted to roll with gangs cos it was something to do,
- so I'm sat here being living proof of what you should never do.
- Listen up now you don't wanna be Bobby Q,
- what should I do, where should I turn?
- questions burn my mind and my stomach starts to churn,
- on this earth you don't really got a whole lot you can do,
- find something you love even if its just hitting up the hoop,
- i wrote this just to prove to myself I can still turn around,
- I made this new track, putting myself out in the underground,
- I got people on the internet who wanna let loose the hounds
- threatening to put my body six feet under the ground
- in my mind I'm alone, I aint got nobody dear,
- in reality my friends stood with me, back to back near,
- If you only learn one thing from this song, its be yourself
- I nearly threw all that away to keep up a veneer,
- we had some troubles you and I,
- tried to decipher every lie
- that I told, I was bold
- with the bare face facts,
- I owned up to it,
- gotta get myself through this,
- everybody knows that you gotta flex
- if you wanna have success, its a test,
- I took it too far, got to lower the bar,
- gotta realise that I'm not that hard,
- I don't steal cars, I only spit bars,
- living life in the slow lane is causing more pain,
- so I switched it up,
- talked about snitches getting cut
- I don't really give a fuck,
- cah I nearly gave up
- on ever coming back to Hip Hop
- told myself fix up, look sharp,
- now I'm spitting lyrics from my heart,
- I explain this to my bro's
- they was angry rightly so,
- but I got to shut my hole,
- cos I never shotted O's.
- and I nearly lost my goals,
- now I'm telling all the world bout,
- //Pre Hook
- how many people die everyday?
- how many people throw their lives away?
- how many people drive themselves to their death?
- //Hook
- I might have fucked up, but I have to move on,
- now the hands I used to count real friends is one,
- keep the friendships tight, like a virgin hole,
- now mans circle moving like a cheerio
- //Hook
- I might have fucked up, but I have to move on,
- now the hands I used to count real friends is one,
- keep the friendships tight, like a virgin hole,
- now mans circle moving like a cheerio
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