Nostalgia

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I could never let go of this thought (Thought)
So I pick up the pencil and jot (Jot)
Livin' life years ago was easy
Now it's giving my mental a clot (Clot)
But I think about when it was not
And I crave the innocence and young age
I don't care if it's essential or not
I'm just spraying these sentences on pages
Praying that one day the memories resurface
Bubbling, then vividly flood my brain
And the melodies return so lusciously hitting my eardrums when played
I could never think of another way to cope with the pain
Always be resorting to that
And some people think that importing the fame
Is gonna make me more important with rap
But I could never turn my back on the past
Cause I just really miss the happy hat
The sugar rush with aftermath
Radio hits like Bangarang
The lavish flat I dreamt to have
Some people, it's the Cabbage Patch
The video game soundtracks, yeah
I just wish I had one single last time to say goodbye
And that's the problem we gon take till the day we die
But the only way back is my brain and mind
Through a nostalgia ride
So I hop in the DeLorean
Euphoria flowing into me
But this feels foreign to me
But ignore it cause my pursuit of nostalgia
Be pouring out of my soul
But I seek my life mission
Put key to ignition, let's see what I'm missing
Grip the steering wheel
And flooring the pedal
Soaring level with the pebbles
Now my stereo trebles
Then crash forward, over the dashboard
Through the windshield, there goes my passport
All I wanted was a nostalgia ride on the asphalt
Is that too much to ask for?
People saying they don't know what the past for
It's for reminiscing, and I'd kick ass for it
They say we gotta pay attention to the things that we missing
And if that's the case, then I'd be getting cash for it
Cause I'm taking in it while I still have the time
And I'd trade in the future just for the blind
While I'm raking in dimes from these 9 to 5's
People breaking it down just to get the high
And I wonder if they miss it too
Or if they've outgrown it
And moved on to something new
Like booze, shoes and bitches all night
While I'm sitting here like—
My mind gets so clogged all day and night
And I'd rather rest than stay and fight
But I know I just can't let it go
I know I just can't get it right
And I feel my palms get slippery
Hold on to prevent the misery
But I gotta leave the past to history
But I fear tomorrow's mysteries
My mind gets so clogged all day and night
And I'd rather rest than stay and fight
But I know I just can't let it go
I know I just can't get it right
And I feel my palms get slippery
Hold on to prevent the misery
But I gotta leave the past to history
But I fear tomorrow's mysteries, yeah
It was like life broke the pill in two
And this I knew because once the memories gone
Me and the homies spilling booze
So fill my shoes if you're feeling blue
But don't do it to kill your mood
Cause then it's force-feeding you this food
And it's too much to chew
Biting off more than you can swallow
I bottle these feelings just to prevent from feeling hollow
But this sorrow startles me
Always be pondering constantly
While the past haunts me wrongfully
The future's onto me and it swallows me, ah
Do you hear my hunger woven deep into this poetry? Hopefully
Cause I don't think I've been this passionate since I begun
And even then I wasn't planning on doing this for the long run
But now I'm set, juggernaut of hip-hop
And I don't think I've once put down the pen
I'm running through lead
And busting through A4 sheets with no regret
But I can't let the fame get to my head
That's why I'm taking it one step at a time
But I still reflect on the past
I wonder if I'll ever get to feel that sensation again
And if so, can I make it last? Ugh
There's no greater sorrow than to recall a happy time when sad
So I write this letter only to make myself feel glad (Cause)
My mind gets so clogged all day and night
And I'd rather rest than stay and fight
But I know I just can't let it go
I know I just can't get it right
And I feel my palms get slippery
Hold on to prevent the misery
But I gotta leave the past to history
But I fear tomorrow's mysteries
My mind gets so clogged all day and night
And I'd rather rest than stay and fight
But I know I just can't let it go
I know I just can't get it right
And I feel my palms get slippery
Hold on to prevent the misery
But I gotta leave the past to history
But I fear tomorrow's mysteries, yeah
Hey guys
That was by me, Aidan
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