Chorus in Spirit
• Written by ZLA
Startin' a new page -
Life for me is better than this,
I'm better than you - better than him,
I will be discoverin' bliss,
Yeah,
This weight on my shoulder -
Was weightless a year ago,
But now that I am older - I feel it now...
More than ever,
I'm righteous,
A sinner,
A combination that you probably wouldn't understand,
And as a man - I take - responsibility for all my actions,
This is real - never actin' - I'm a fraction of what mama wanted me to be,
A failed math equation,
Phys. Ed and superfit the only class I stayed in,
Yeah,
And for that I'm ashamed,
Seems I never had the strength to get me through them seventy minutes,
At a time - like that,
It was rap that resuscitated me,
I was thinkin' 6 feet deep - my mama fuckin' hated me,
Degraded the - only thing in my life that was savin' me,
I hated her - never appreciated the great in me,
And this - was that,
But rap was dismissive easily,
Treated me like I didn't deserve it as equally -
As the kids - in schools - who followed the rules,
Never have I found myself to this day tryna borrow they tools,
I have that of my own - I been the sharpest in the shed -
Since elementary - sentimentally - jottin' my rhymes,
I ain't have me no father - he cut himself out the picture,
It's a shame he don't bother - I'm by myself still don't miss ya,
Even when I think about - if I'll ever figure out -
Why my brain is so insane,
I am drowning in my doubt,
I am truth,
I am me,
Why you her?
Why you him?
Be yourself,
It's so hard to be you when you is a lie,
Sammy if you was alive - you'd be exposed to this negative,
Almost glad that you died because life is not what they said it is,
Everyone is competitive,
For all the wrong reasons,
Popularity contests,
People change more than seasons,
Demons leavin' me with my head on a swivel,
Lookin' over my shoulder,
Pluggin' my ears,
I hear the riddle,
Let me know when it's over,
Yeah,
My last strike like a cobra,
Winter nights are gettin' colder just let me know when it's over,
Yeah,
Let me know when it's over,
Wish my mother was sober for more than just the morning -
She wake up mourning her daughter -
This the very fucking reason I'm recordin' how I'm feelin',
This the mark I'm leavin' even if you don't believe in me,
Success is inevitably comin',
I'mma do this for the life - the death of me,
I'm hopin' someone come from - the same place that I did,
We could relate,
Speakin' through this microphone perhaps is just fate,
Your plate,
Silver spoon - I'mma take that - make that pure gold,
Take that life that you take for granted - and better our souls,
Our soles - walk - on the eggshells you throw away,
We deserted in the desert - you seen us and you rode away,
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ZLA
Member since September 17 2014