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I'm unsigned and unknown,
I just stay rhyming freestyling
like I'm on a deadline
and my life hangs in the balance Dying,
Born In New York.
But Johnny wasn't raised on long island,
I hop, skipped, and split,
Across the country, Bus riding///
 
Poverty line I lived below it.
Born poor, And my clothes showed it
Now that I'm grown,
I realized I'm glad that I wasn't Born rich.
Suffering and grief
Must be the recipe for happiness//
 
My whole life,
In Addictions grip
  and I can't seem to shake it.
I took the pain and misery
Lyrically recreated it,
All the blood, sweat and tears,
Over the years I've traded in,
Replaced them with the strength required daily
With my pad and pen
 
I guess I just felt the need to digress.
Vocalize every ounce of stress
I feel inside of my chest.
Told id never amount to shit,
when I was a little kid.
wishing his position was different,
  and pissin in the wind.
 
 
 
I made a promise to myself,
Early on that I'd never give in.
I've walked thru hell
burning alive, and never stopped grinning.
Thankful every single day,
its always thanksgiving.
Grateful just to wake up in the morning
Still living.
 
Moneys not what I'm aiming
to achieve in the music industry.
All i need's serenity,
And crowds of people feeling me.
Soon as I hear the beat,
I can start to feel it healing me.
 
 
Believe me,
Every word that I speak is to try and reach
every person in the galaxy,
My goal is to teach,
Heal and give strength to the weak
 
Even if it's only one fan
I made a difference
In this god forsaken land.
I used to pretend,
I had a dad and a ton of friends.
Wasn't living in a different
Apartment every other weekend
 
Living on welfare.
In a warzone for a household
at school he was bullied
For being new and wearing old clothes
My early years were darker than an
Underground tunnel
Getting pummeled
So I acted out
Juvenile in trouble
 
Early on I lost my faith in God,
Debated the odds,
But that was lost when I
Ate garbage just so I wouldn't
Starve ,
Mom's couldn't afford to pay
Cold showers and lights off
Run-ins with the law
That always
Got me locked inside a box
 
I've been blessed with a gift N i refuse to remain silent
potential pouring out my pencil
Lead flying like tech nines and,
I learned alot lot of lessons
depression
And anxiety
But now I've been enlightened,
my slate wiped clean.
 
I traversed the earth to find purpose,
And found what i was searching
For looking right back at me
I know now that it was a worth it
Headed for death or prison
So i Chose an alternate version
And decided to go on living
 
The moral of the story is clear
If you let it sink in
When you feel like you can't see tommorow,
Like your life has no reason
breath in deep and
Use your anguish and rage
As strength instead of a weakness
I truly mean this.
I've battled demons
As long as I can think back
Had bad dreams,
 
But that's the life of a damaged,
Awkward kid with bad parents
  blatenely apparent to me by the age of three, it was a dead marriage
I'd have to teach myself to read, to feed,
Basically how to do everything,
 
Like a Savage,
On top of having a habit
I can barely manage
The panic attacks
Are starting to have
a drastic affect
I'm starting to crack
Feeling like I'm having a heart attack
Cardiac arrest
From the stress
Chain-smoking ciggarretes
  blatenely apparent to me by the age of three, it was a dead marriage
I'd have to teach myself to read, to feed,
Basically how to do everything,
 
Like a Savage,
On top of having a habit
I can barely manage
The panic attacks
Are starting to have
a drastic affect
I'm starting to crack
Feeling like I'm having a heart attack
Cardiac arrest
From the stress
Chain-smoking ciggarretes
 
 
I made a promise to myself,
Early on that I'd never give in.
I've walked thru hell
burning alive, and never stopped grinning.
Thankful every single day,
its always thanksgiving.
Grateful just to wake up in the morning
Still living.
 
Moneys not what I'm aiming
to achieve in the music industry.
All i need's serenity,
And crowds of people feeling me.
Soon as I hear the beat,
I can start to feel it healing me

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