Hold myself in high regard
All I ever wanted was bars
Hard cause it opened up the scars...
Hold myself in high regard
All I ever wanted was bars
Hard cause it opened up the scars
Charge through the darkness while the harness is on
I'm an artist but my heart is sorta guarded and marred
Carving out a monocle to harvest the yard
Imma pull out all the marbles when I'm starting to jog
I'll be good if I can stop but then process is gone
And so I'm rocking a job, coppin spot with a lawn
Having lot goin on habit of blocking it off
On the surface looking confident with fabulous socks
Having second thoughts askin if the pa**ion is lost?
On a Mac in a coffee shop laughin it off
Steady lackin down caps till the stabbin is soft
I imagine I'll be happy as long as I'm feeling savvy
But savvy is staying cla**y moments I'm feeling crappy
So I don't learn...
No motion when emotional is a code word
For someone who can never be a soldier
I won't learn...
No motion when emotional is a code word
For someone who can never be a soldier, uh
Back in two thou ten
Took my first step in with a pad and a pen
Feeling mad with a grin I'm goin at it again
And let the verse by my way to inhabit within. (2x)
Madd hype when I finally find a feeling I can't tackle
Imma throw it on the beat then imma use it in a battle
I had too, I'll show you an example
There were days gamble cause there's things I couldn't handle
I'm in shambles over 15 racks I dropped
In dorm room lookin like a frat a lot
Got people on my back when I won that pot
And I'm the man on floor cause I grabbed the guap
Gotta keep it on lock, say I put in stock
Couldn't even say I lost I can't handle the shock
Watch ticks and move into a bachelor spot
Detached had to stop but my head in a knot
And are you ready or not, cause here it comes
I got a whole lotta problems I'm plottin to numb
Wanna run like someone hearin a gun
But when the beat drum thumps all the fearing is done
Uh, all the fearin is done
And the lyrics be the serum that is clearing my lungs
I disappear for a month, life mirrors monk
And reappear with a beard a spirit of love
Hip hop brung an emotional sponge
To an ocean of doubt and self hazardous stuff
It doesn't matter if I feel all embarra**ed or dumb
Cause when the beat drum thumps all the fearin is done....
Back in two thou ten
Took my first step in with a pad and a pen
Feeling mad with a grin I'm goin at it again
And let the verse by my way to inhabit within. (2x)
Back In two thou ten (8x)