Lyrics:
cooking up
I been on this pursuit since hammer told me what I couldn't touch
Looking up, skies are falling, pay no mind and move along
There's always so
lonely, so unholy
Corners of you, watching light pass by
Silent yearnings, often burning
When we moved away we turned pages; pages that read
Flowers bloom
Wherever you are
So I've got this simple question
Would you be my date
Writing down
The book of our story
Page by page
Falling all over
Again for you
With
don't often speak
To eachother
But when we link it's like we don't miss a beat
You know, it's cold after dark when you're falling asleep
And then your
a cradle
Lessin' the anger, no reason I shouldn't be grateful
Flippin' through pages
Shit had been amazin
Listen to my cadence
For this I been so anxious
Now
on the page
They say age makes you wiser
But ignorance is rampant
The more I ask the questions
The less I get the answers
So now I'm blind to the rest
will go
Like what do I do? I need to learn a new discipline
Need to lock my focus in, need to get my rhythm in
Sync, filling pages up with ink
Writing
perfect.
Often I get overloaded.
Hoping that n-no one noticed.
When I’m feeling so exposed that I’d rather be out floating on the open ocean,
No boat
to be it but it's needed so what have you?
Now question is every nigga with dreads for the cause?
Is every nigga with golds for the fall? Naw
So don't
to be it but it's needed so what have you?
Now question is every nigga with dreads for the cause?
Is every nigga with golds for the fall? Naw
So don't
I can tell
Behind every shadow there's a light
Sometimes dim, most often bright
Splinters on the pages black and white
Behind every shadow there's
Will you remember me?
I woke up at 5 in the morning wondered, "why"?
When every breath is just a step to death
Every ghost another second best
fall
I'm sorry y'all, I often drift I'm talkin' gift
So when it comes you never look the horse inside it's grill
Of course you know I feel like
stupid
Is it because i never
Saw someone this generous, so fly
That smell of your fragrance every
Time that you pass by
Why at the end of day you're
on
Makin, breakin, takin suckers out with only just a word
My style is temporary, so not often ever heard
Usin and abusin every rhythm that I'm rappin to
I'm
I just sharpen my blade for a minute but came lost in my ways
This for my niggas that was tossin' the graves
Every so often I fade deep in my
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
smoke out what I'm matchless for
Light evade, winded by the vastness I absorb
More problems than a text book, ballots
Page me in what could give me more
Soldier's song
Lord, please guide our steps
Watch us, cover us
So that every move we make is in alignment with Your will
Your purpose
Please fill us
ama under
The flow so crazy like I pulled out the water
Grabing life by the balls and then twist it with a plunger
We dont need no stress we just
read. What's red is read.
So often I've been called the leather clad dad
Ridiculed by those who ought to forget
Well for once wearing my moustache
been so long, I wonder why
I guess I needed hiatus
Guess I needed time to live, now I fill in my pages
Of mi diario, in the format of audio
Know me then
to walk by faith and not by sight
If I want to follow Jеsus Christ
I can't believe my eyes
I can't believe my eyes
For the road is often hard to recognize
I do this often
I'm a visionary eyes on 20/20 don't need goggles
Mama raised me on the Bible use the pages for marijuana
It's no wonder why my mind it
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