Kam Dela Coopsta VII - Everything to Lose lyrics

[verse 1: Ivy Sole] Til d**h do us parchment, we partridge to paper Impartial to darkness, I'm parting with pa**ive and stretching my patience My pencil is heavy, my pensive is proper My pennies is petty, my pockets napoleon Picking my poison, I'm poised and I'm steady Pardon my guardedness, Garvey told me to sail east Like go home to the unknown, where it's all Black, like New Z It was 9th grade on Monroe, then 9th grade on colony It was applications then graduation and a flight to Philly, I was running free Then graduation and no money, no job, barely on my feet It was no music, then some music, but not enough and no urgency It was indigold then solo, so low I could barely see The silver lining or the silver surfer, no heroes, not a single beam Then I got focused, got closer, hocus pocus, yeah the magic's here It was no toking, it was no choking, putting beats in the casket clearly Nearly lost my mind, lost it all, and lost the vision If I'm losing, know I'll never lose myself or my persistence [hook: Ivy Sole] I got everything to lose, got everything to lose Ain't got sh** to prove, just got things to do I got sh** to lose and that make me nervous Now it's time to prove who was really working [verse 2: Ivy Sole] Got a couple things I'm taking to the grave (to the grave) Got a couple things I'm yelling to sky (to the sky) Historic women often misbehave (misbehave) So Imma act a fool until I die (til I die) I ain't even hit my tempo, I just the set the pace and make the play All these rappers wishing that I knew my place and played it safe Pray for rain, sole be metro blooming in the valley Of the shadows, screaming hallowed be the heaven in this brokenness What's holier than happy in this hopelessness What's Blacker than joking to cover open wound I'm swollen thinking bout the things I had to let go But it woulda weighed me down, so I had to lose to let grow