Mark Niels - Undrafted lyrics

Intro: Yep, this one of those [Verse 1: J.Murph ] The game ain't friendly and it's never been Everything it's ever sent is evidence to that too, factual True, one hundred, a grand, you too understand New twist to the plan written Your giving effort to all, but it fall I done been there And every time I went there learned something new That life handed Light damage done that should've k**ed me For real ''B'', mistakes, I'm guilty but I still breath Flunked out of college first year, got a mulligan Messed up with a couple girls but in love again Couldn't stack a lot cause life didn't allot it Nothing up in my pocket but potential and a dollar Not a dream, cause I lost that fast from suffocation Of real life, felt like peers had vacation But, it ain't break me, homeless, or depression or hungry Or the depths of the lonely, near d**h had got common So a brother got stronger, staring d**h dead in the eyes Like ''boy do you know who I run with?'' The one with, resurrection power I'm under And from him, I can accomplish what I need to Trying to make it happen for my people Back sunshinin' FLA here comes the sequel New me, new season of change When the game move on, my lane is still the same So I grow with it, start fitting some new clothes with it Fill up the shoe to the toe, I'm so close, a vet But so young, a student to influence Learn it, discern it, plan it out and do it Phase one is life, phase two the music Laid up at night, play songs to sooth it Pray some and fight, and stay so in tune with My inner and whatever's around to boost it It's Eustis... And I'm back on To strengthen my backbone With thick skin For the A&R that said ''forget him'' No bitter just hit him to show him The level he pa**ed on No rap song I rapped on lacked pa**ion So keep your radio play it wasn't meant to be Still on a quest on what's meant for me I'm trying to be what I'm sent to be So it be no offence to me Into reality Trying to get rid of fallacy Driving they keep on fouling me Iverson, need that Allen me Callous scene, hard-body pictures, given the apathy Pa**ively letting it crumble so much is after me That linebacker in me from college need to resurface And search for the tale, back When I knew my worth and my purpose Nobody pa**ing, no gain when I'm attacking The tackles I'm racking matter, the game I am impacting My lane, been low-key, but I'm active at it My strategy, keep it ''G'' and G.O.D till' I'm deceased Epistles, be the arms in which reaching is made complete Chose to hold a sober mind My peers give to deceit They foolin' Ain't no more room for mistakes to make in your choosing They chase for greatness in music To make or break their influence, to the outside Well how bout you go outside And live in the gutter Reaching to suffer for the Lord and live without pride But uh...Nevermind