alright so bare in mind that I rap fast, so if it looks like a lot of words for one line (it is)
if you'd like to hear the instrumental this was written to, youtube "The Truth - Dansonnbeats"
hope you like it.
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what's it mean to grow up?
no one prepared me.. like, I guess I'm just supposed to show up?
y'know what? I kinda like it! but I kinda don't..
I got more of what I wanted when I was younger,
but I don't like to gloat, now I'm just tryna float.
keep my head above the surface of what I seem to be drowning in.
pretending to be happy but inside I'm frownin' man.. like,
I know I can, I know I can step up to the plate (tectonic shifts)
I'm feelin' like each of my steps, causes a quake.
and an honest mistake can set it all back, like who wants that?
I just wanna display some sort of finesse or status of reverence
but this competition to show them when no one's expectin' ish
is leavin' me questionin' if they even care and it's messin' with
my sense of family, friends, and every connection I got
when it comes to address the seriousness
they finna act like I'm jestin'
well I'm NOT!
I'm tryna give it all I got and I put that on my God!
oh my God, why hast thou forsaken thee
to a planet so damaged and yet so blatantly
out of focus? their width of awareness - it seems that it's at it's lowest.
bank cartels sell drugs to our loved ones and we don't even notice..
but then if I speak about it then I get noticed? .... know this.
if I'm to be, an adult in your world,
Imma be that voice interrupting the silence of your
pointless enjoyment of stowing away in a poignant state,
hopelessly straying from a purposeful life like you don't know it's fake!
point is.. I don't like the game, I don't even like the fame.
so what, then, am I doing it for?
I guess it's to wake Y'ALL asses up while I got the floor!
to show y'all how you been fuckin' up since Day 1
with e'eyone you say you love!
I pray to above you cry at night, thinking of how YOU did THEY wrong-
cuz what's a re-lationship with SHIT for a foundation?
you're lying behind your teeth, withholding emotion. to me? that sounds latent
like sound hatred inside a man so mad his aim's to pound some pavement
with his fists until the ground is shaking!
..what sounds amazing to me, is how you doubt I'll make it.
cuz when I'm lifting spirits like a necromancer
people's surroundings get more colorful
like that of a discodancer's!
and it's no answer to tell me that it doesn't matter
cuz yo. I wanted to hear some laughter.
it's nice to feel like I'm not dying here cuz I'm dying to hear
reason from a soul that gives reason to us all,
like if we don't like fear then why do we live in it like it's not uncomfortable?
I feel like the repugnant people of today are done for.
they say "save me" but I'm sayin "what for......"
I mean WHAT FOR?! bestow a ~promise~,
a plan to me from you until it unfolds
manifests and all is a GO..
cuz no one's goin' nowhere.
evolution has become stagnant.
soon we'll all die cuz we're plaguing the planet
with pollutants and toxins
it's truth and I promise:
if we don't make drastic changes in our manners towards nature,
our acts of hatred/perpetual state of war will endanger
mass populations and we'll all be gone.
apocalypse stationed on our sovereign nations..
problems got nuclear, few bombs dropped and we all disappeared.
all over shortages of resources, especially oil it seems
I've spoken out of line, cuz I'm ahead of my time,
rhymin' bout how we're runnin' out it.
mosta y'all react like "yeah, I doubt it.."
guess what? your mind is SHROUDED
like a cloud had somehow been inhaled....(holds invisible joint to lips)
oh wait, that's a CHEMTRAIL and I CALLED it!
when it was just theory and not "scientifically proven"
I KNEW something was up. it was THEY planes and THEY blew it.
what the fuck...
industry's been a bitch
and I feel like they won't leave me be
til I'm sleeping in a ditch with six bullet holes for pullin' shit
synonymous to anonymous hackwork, like
I've gained autonomous power just by behaving in a positive manner.
by raising my standard of what a wack rhyme is!
(that helped me fix my grammar)
but anyways, my aim's to be enamored.
could care about the glamour
cuz I feel that it just doesn't matter.
your opinion of me, is merely that. an opinion.
the only thing motivating me is our position.
like I'm opposed to opposition. what a wonderful contradiction
to be stuck in when everyone's bitchin', fuckin', bitchin' out
when it comes to public speaking, look at what we're teaching
our children. a MILLION reasons not to question us,
just cuz we would rather not question us... yes,
it's fucked. BUT, I would rather not take things so ass-backwards
especially when my kids are depending on me to grab matters
in my own hands, so I go MAD to show I disagree.
cuz what your world is.. in it? I don't wanna be.
I'm not sayin' I'm an atheist but if I died and couldn't leave,
my last hope would be to be rebirthed as a tree.
but even STILL I feel you'd end up burnin' me.
it's white smoke..... and when I go?
I'll prolly be the only person turning his cheek.
*turns face then backs away from mic*
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