[Verse 1: The Lost Talent]
I know what i need now and it is love
And if i want it than i have to work, 24/7
No rest, stressed but far from being depressed
Examples of mislead relationships
Show me i have to do better
And i always learn on others mistakes
Kicking and screaming but feeling this life
I'm pinning this Mic for couple of years now
He against the wall struck with my pain and fears
I've been really ill with feeling me spilling these tears
And i was mislead, unfed, not the best
Close to being the last cause of my laziness
With a small fear that i wouldn't come out if it alive
Cause I've grown with people i wouldn't invite to my house to eat with
I don't speak different language and i don't expose a secret
I secretly pray for me to be at least normal with this
f** a wish-list
[Verse 2: The Lost Talent]
I've always known what i needed
L O V E but nobody was committed to give it
While i stashed it in me cause nobody believed it
And they don't like me, don't need me
I need them but i don't like them
People ... Man i wish they could just leave me
I need my girl only ... Couple of bucks for us
Couple of tracks on our iPods and f** a rockstar lifestyle
I don't need flashing lights, spinning rims and chains
I need living life, feeling things and no pain
No rain only gain
No games only truth
My brain is gone but my heart is in the booth and with you
I wouldn't trade my happiness for anything
I would like to think all of y'all just wouldn't hate
But than i go back to my senses and see envy
Eyes chasing me and wishing i would fall
But i hustle too hard for this for you to hurt me
[Verse 3: The Lost Talent]
I will do what i have to and i go raw !
If its money ? GO GO !
If its paper ? GO GO GO !
If its love ? Homie no words to describe my pace
Only piece i want from all of this is my miss
I will hustle hard
My whistle will mix with the wind and show you how i hustle through world
I'm the son of the wind
I'm the raising sun when I'm going in
Shes my stars and planets
Shes everything I'm all in !
My flow combines with poems
I write alone in my phone when
Nobody is holding my hand
I will whisper in your ear the realest things
No faking just how i feel
Trying to make it work the best i can
f** a regular work i work special hours
I'm the a**et of Intelligence, MC of no relevance
But in love and nothing else matters to me