BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- Disordered thoughts inside my mind,
- This tortured conscious remains wild
- I felt like I always had control
- Guess I was wrong, I never did
- Every gamble, I lost the bid
- As dull as I thought the toll
- This dark entity had intertwined
- Eyes as black as charcoal
- Watching me as I sleep at night
- I'm stuck inside this pigeonhole
- With no way out imprisoned soul
- Yet I remain this elevated
- Cognition is only a part of the whole,
- A concept with which I am well acquainted
- I had a feeling it would get better with time,
- From strength I recover that which was stole
- Listen to the haters hate, and
- Watch 'em do the hating dance
- Tell me I don't have a chance
- I can not wait to see you though
- When you roll through my sold out show!
- The 509, I grew up quick, wasn't bout to stick around
- The bangers there didn't play no games
- Those who got in the way got put in the ground
- I had a dream of getting to the Puget Sound
- Seattle lights they caught my eyes
- It seemed music had roots in the bay
- I saw with my eyes, an opportunity to thrive
- Making music anyway, I could do that any day
- When I spit this shit, it makes me feel alive
- Listen to the haters hate, and
- Watch 'em do the hating dance
- Tell me I don't have a chance
- I can not wait to see you though
- When you roll through my sold out show!
- I seen some shit as a kid I probably shouldn't have
- Yet somehow, I wouldn't be the same if I didn't see
- Grown men throw my mom onto her ass,
- Or see all those fools get their asses kicked in front of me
- For wearing the wrong colors in the wrong neighborhood
- Or for having an accent and being different
- Times have changed for sure I see that
- But I keep on adapting as a player should
- Now I have to worry when I'm in church and
- Even when I'm surrounded by nuns, I feel trapped
- So give a fool a break, I can't take another minute of this
- It's starting to take away from everything I have made
- And the weight is a lot, like I'm trying to pull an anchor
- Everybody doubts what you can achieve
- I have to admit, it is just a pet peeve
- Only you know what you do all of this for
- Listen to the haters hate, and
- Watch 'em do the hating dance
- Tell me I don't have a chance
- I can not wait to see you though
- When you roll through my sold out show!
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