Rising Up

I've been through a lot of pain in this game

Learned the ways and how to get paid

I hold down the mic with reflection

Over previous intentions and resentments

 

Growing up i only saw fate and fame

To fight for my name and a claim

But looking back on the past days

I've come to realise that crime doesn't pay

 

So i built a new aim with precision

A pathway that will lead to some happy days

See i've lost some close friends and family

Lonely nights and days of pure agony

I cant live my life in this fake fantasy

So i choose to rhyme tragedy with reality

 

Can you understand my strategy

The street life leads to straight insanity

Cant take that so i hit the mic rapidly

Thinking you can do better

I'm a vivid story teller

Fuck your plots to terror

 

Gone through years of pain

Yet still i hold the reigns and attain respect to my name

I overcame shame my past of blame

To see those fake friends carry on leading to chains

I struggle to grasp the concept of your childish ways

 

I've said i'm going straight doesn't mean that much changed

Still puffing haze jamming in a quiet daze

But you choose to waste your time trapped in a maze

For you it's a long term phase but me it's gone in the passing days