T.R.A.

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Empty spaces, what are we living for
Abandoned places, I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for

Hey, hey, hey aye
Hey, hey, hey aye
Hey, hey, hey aye
Hey

I got blood in my eyes, I can't see
The pressure's building up high, it's on me
They want to see my demise, I won't leave
They try to tackle me down, I still breathe
Got so much pressure inside to release
All I want is my art and to be free
All I know how to do is to be me
All I know how to do is to be T
TRA

Got so much pressure inside to release
TRA
All I want is my art and to be free
TRA
All I know how to do is to be me
TRA
All I know how to do is to be T
TRA

One day you'll see that I'm just me
I can't be if it's not me
I'm just

A lone visionary with ink in a dark room
No medicine, only shrink was the cartoons
Grew up as a fighter, in ciphers with scar wounds
Gun rhymes, when sun shines you see his thoughts bloom
Darts turn to flowers, devour the opps moves
They underestimated the power of what thoughts do
A powerful breed, flowering seeds, they all grew
Invite you all to the gallery that's inside my art room
Fully loaded lead, number two, and I might reach
Crimson-colored ink's like blood over white sheets
I'm a blank canvas, for starters, when I think
Then I channel the spectrum and shed light when I speak
My words live forever, my art is a high price
Before they understand it, the critics will die twice
I'm making history out of visions that's not nice
Hey, it's just my vice, bright rooms and dark lights
TRA

Truth
Truth, reality, and art
Action, love, and pain, from the start
Passion, well-explained from the heart
And the soul of an artist that paints pictures when he talks
Truth, reality, and art
Action, love, and pain, from the start
Passion, well-explained from the heart
And the soul of an artist that paints pictures when he talks

TRA
I create it and let the world debate it
I'm still living purpose, whether you love or hate it
I'm fresh in this bitch, like Tony, uneducated
I'm god's son against a goliath, I'm young David
Master my skill with that will, I can play
Destiny as if it was clay, watch me shape
I've been patient, but I've been hungry, good gracious
Now that I'm up I can see the numbers in the matrix, uh
I can master the code, watch me change it
In theory, turn a half to an O, rearrange it
An alchemist with alphabets, oh I'm reacquainted
With language, use my tongue as a brush, you see me painting, uh
Empty spaces, I can turn them to art
TRA
Get everything from nothing, the power of will and thought
TRA
Turn anything to something, regardless of where I start
Regardless of where I finish, I'm destined to leave a mark
TRA

Truth
Truth, reality, and art
Action, love, and pain, from the start
Passion, well-explained from the heart
And the soul of an artist that paints pictures when he talks
Truth, reality, and art
Action, love, and pain, from the start
Passion, well-explained from the heart
And the soul of an artist that paints pictures when he talks
TRA

I got blood in my eyes, I can't see
The pressure's building up high, it's on me
They want to see my demise, I won't leave
They try to tackle me down, I still breathe
Got so much pressure inside to release
All I want is my art and to be free
All I know how to do is to be me
All I know how to do is to be T
TRA
Got so much pressure inside to release
All I want is my art and to be free
All I know how to do is to be me
TRA

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