My Due (feat. Whose & Marcus Lee)
The Thought
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The birds stare at me, I stare back The first words I heard were that this has to be a mismatch Even then, I saw that glimmer in his eye That they would rather put me back than introduce me to the sky I'm a product of high expectations Try to make good with these lofty goals Why do I got to subscribe to a life that I unequivocally would have never chose? Though, I was handed a weighted deck for the faint breaths Given legs before I knew to stand Know that I have fumbled every motion of a plan Stalling hopeless on the gram, a prisoner in my Azkaban He sees myself in him, I see him in myself Two cornered warriors trying to go for the belt Knowing who ever steps first, gets thrown out way of their shell Who will make the first move? May the walls never tell Be still, laying down in my own repetition Moves that've led me towards the road to perdition Peaking in the rear view can I really be forgiven? Time's ticking Times ticking, my grind missing, I'm missing Eyes forward, no time for the rewind living I been on a mission tryna live, barely existing Barely listen when I'm hailed a king We rare and different, the bling Could not afford me the shine that I needed Even though I was fiend for cars and the hoes and the gleam When I was just only a teen, man, it was only a dream Now I rap circles around their circles, my circle supreme They called me Urkel, providing verses while serving the beats Swerving, a nerd and a geek with words, I bring herbs to concede This is a service to me, I just want the praise for what I do I'm not amazing but I feel the angels sang for how I grew up Out of such a harsh environment, not to make excuses But if I have to eat some more shit, I'mma lose it (Yeah, y'all feel that?) The winds of change, they came and took me away And I don't know where I'm going, but I think I'm straight They call me deranged, 'cause I seek a way To find deeper change, around beats and make My own peace, I wait, I wait I wait, but I'm tired of waiting I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want My, my due! The path is everlasting and ever-changing Which way you facing don't even matter, try to stay along the lake Often wished to be a bastard 'cause my pops was not amazing I don't soften from complaining, built a coffin for the take Got to make away clean, not a stray they ain't seen Mustered up my courage 'cause the pain's on my team Split at the seams, the listens blossom and wane I been the moss on the leaves where the songbirds play I burned the garden of Eden by eating what they told me not to Stopped for the heathens with the thoughts of a yahoo Dropped a "good evening" and tried to be along my way But I was lost on the treason they'd been plotting for the day I saw God wasn't even there, an empty cup and evening chair Easing up my tension but depleting what I see as fair Me? I'm just a layman with the patience of a fish Not the aim to place a laser to the names upon my list Caught a secret agent in the game and laid a diss But the "saved" ain't paid attention so the grave became a ditch Now there's snakes in the grass, so I'll stick to plots of dirt It's a marathon so keep your pace and you're first I'm sick of waiting, the worst, give me a stage and I'll burst out I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want My, my due! Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream You saw me think twice and thought you had one up on me I spent a life behind a cover that I didn't even write Broken glasses in the cupboard, must it be a poltergeist? Or embodied bulls in china shops, the lobby full of virus stocks If you want the choir, it's time for turning Tidal off Yeah I'll scoff when confronted by pay-to-play 'cause it doesn't Make any sense if I'm an artist and I write 'cause I love it When chefs pay the diner and death sells designer I'll be less concerned with the finer points of performance But it's more than annoyance when y'all paying the piper Rappers staying in diapers, better hit the florist 'Cause it stinks in here, y'all ain't thinking clearly I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want My, my due! Saw an oasis out the corner of my eye Imagined some placements with Top Dawg Entertainment Made some arrangements that could make you cry I promise, it's not anger motivating what I try Plates of struggle food, losing weight without exercise Think I'm whack 'cause I got too many bars to memorize But I ain't entered pride to enterprise and screw you out your capital I just want my due, my truth is valuable I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want my due (My due) I just want, I just want My, my due!
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Written by: Jack Mabie, Marcus Armistead, Parker Bornstein
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