From Pavement To Mic

I don't wanna lose..sight of where I came from

Those restless nights up grindin til the day come

Writin til my brains numb and my fingers bleed

Until my body's on it's last ounce of energy

Cuz on this microphone nothin gonna hinder me

It was meant to be like hip-hop was sent for me

But then it sentenced me to life, without parole

Now these streets expect me to renounce my goals

I'm too devout with flows, so it'll never stop

Until my lungs cave in, blood pressure drops

Shit, I'll probably spit bars as my stretcher rocks

Then I'm takin on Satan, I'm forever hot

I'm the truth like I've got trouble tellin lies

And stay in the streets like them double yellow lines

I don't wanna lose..so dammit, I fight to win

All the way from the pavement to the mic, I'm him!!

From pavement to mic I will rise

No fear, there's no compromise

In this journey no matter how long

I'm raising the stats of the average joe

From the moment I met you I said I'm rep you I don't wanna...

Fall from the highest to my lowest to smell a scent of red roses I don't wanna...

Lose...lose...lose...lose... Everything I hold closest

My one and only, can I be your Laureate Poet I don't wanna...

Lose you over nothing or watch you slide off like a glass slipper I don't wanna...

See you ride off in a pumpkin and then act different I don't wanna...

Find a rap mistress, for these exact reasons I don't wanna...

Lose...lose...lose...lose... Cause you caught me with my 2nd wife

Resist having to make life decisions I don't wanna...

I gotta move the needle, the flow's deficient I don't wanna...

Lose...lose...lose...lose... Because I'm not in Pole Position

Starve cause of malnutrition, baby listen I don't wanna...

Hear you cry me a river, Stand & Deliver, handle your business I don't wanna...

Be in the trenches or sit on the fence I don't wanna...

Lose...lose...lose...lose... You on my watch or off the clock

Your my Lovers Rock, I just need to know... Do you really love me...

From pavement to mic I will rise

No fear, there's no compromise

In this journey no matter how long

I'm raising the stats of the average joe

Broken glass beneath my step with footprints on the pavement

Now the stage feels my tread, my mark on this arrangement

Blessings come slow but I'm giving it time

From the street to the mic I've risen my lines

And like 'Pac said about the rose that grew

Spitting concrete thoughts, I blossomed in the booth

What's happy living, some days I'm barely sleeping

"Squeaky wheels get the grease", they'll never catch me slipping

Trapped by self-deception I needed retrospection

My pen was my shrink before I ever met one

On the shoulders of giants I weather the storm

They let me see farther than I could ever alone

I dont wanna lose, the meanest flower might blow

Too many faces in the sea to drown on my own

People want real no need my verse to be perfect

If you can save somebody then your struggle was worth it

From pavement to mic I will rise

No fear, there's no compromise... compromise... compromise... com...