BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Lyrical Analysis of...
Life's Lessons
- //VERSE 1:
- Spread these lyrics like crack an 80's ghetto corner block,
- now don't take this as rap, yo, this is just a warning shot,
- I still get paid, that doesn't matter whether I perform or not,
- I'm hoarding boxes of ammo, that's why I'm sporting Glocks,
- and people try to hate me because I'm too unorthodox,
- and all the mainstream does is appeal to conformist flocks,
- runnin' numbers, trapped inside a cube like a proportion box,
- black or white or rich or poor, the cold, lukewarm and hot,
- I grew up poor, I didn't grow up rich, the important crops,
- were planted deep inside my heart, can't keep the door unlocked,
- absorbing thoughts of suicide, this hip hop truly ruined mine,
- I cared about these human lives and truly I was doing fine,
- until I realized how many people die and folks shoot the nine,
- decided if I died well then I'd ride and wouldn't move to crime,
- sit inside the booth and vibe, I told y'all that music died,
- when Jesus Christ was crucified, all it did was boost the ride,
- people try to criticize because I bring a deeper message,
- than just "money, cash, hoes", try and I'm teachin' lessons,
- youth was filled with hunger and desire, streets of essence,
- now I've realized to help these people here's the key profession,
- secrets kept in, locked in deep depression, peace, aggression,
- most of all of the love and warmth I spread in recent sessions,
- I used to sleep and rested soft until the creeping lessened,
- still I always got bullied, felt like I was a piece of wreckage,
- I used to skip school and rap when I would miss the classes,
- I read up on my books and quoted every different passage,
- teachers couldn't reach me, and the kids were kissin' asses,
- and thugs were flippin' crack, all I did was just give it back and,
- and I reflect back on how it was hard, damn, life was hellish,
- we look back and think of stories of the strife trife and tell it,
- I run with the brightest fellas, I think of flashing lights and relish,
- now I'm sleeping good, no luxury, but all my nights embellished,
- I felt like sometimes I was vexed to hell, thought affects you well,
- I'm searching for an answer to my problems, can't be next to fail
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