Tim Stewart - Catch as Catch Can pt 1 lyrics

I found it in that government housing mother coming up out em Trouble is this doubling shifts uppin' your hours Can run anyone to the ground When struggling to exist with two kids too young to help out And it's in this I discovered a sound while I was running through halls Came around heard Run through the wall And ever since I've been running through walls Cus indifference to the gifts that you've been given Gives you nothing at all How can something so small get the guts to grow tall Is it all gall and betting on luck it's your call We all fall but to keep getting up is no small task So it seems what I asked in this scheme I'll just show y'all Tenacity cling to a dream till it snowballs The exact two things you need to make cold calls Own your flaws and know your cause Faith means that hope don't pause Before those songs and Pro's first performance with Master Jay That was me with folded arms in a masquerade before he pa**ed away All I had was play so I had to pray to press record on the past today Let's forward see the craft today how it was grafted Grown by throwing all these weak drafts away How the scratches turn to pa**ages then back to scratches It's a balancing act between tracks of pa**ion And this challenge to rap a scheme to be seen As a meme or an asterisk I mean to master this theme but these fingers are matches And these magazines want a flashy bit so I snap to it Faster than castanets and then after it's ashes and half the wits I'll get that respect And I'll laugh a bit they didn't get half of it but at last a check Let's get back to it I wasn't poor as in my door was made of sticks or straw Nah it was of brick and mortar sure, with an eviction order Different positions in life it got a bit disordered Even now in this recording I'm in the kitchen sorting bills As if theres money in these lyrics here to pay them Lived in over twenty homes, apartments, even a Days Inn And momma she told me Jason I'm sorry that you were raised in So many different places the drama when on your way in Your father and I had nothing Caught in the line of suffering Worked all the time while wondering if all we tried was comforting I swore that I'd become a man if crawling to my summiting With all that I can understand I know the wars you've won for me Like 60's hours a week minimum to 80's hours on your feet Are we in the 1st millennium Or even farther back, I mean back to where Caesar was Got me thinking of my father and how he lost his pizza parlor Well that's what a Little Caesar's does Now my father goes to bars when he needs a buzz Fast forward to these bars and I need a buzz Rewind to when I learned to say farther stead of further Writing rhymes with a fervor and a Caesar buzz Homie I gotta GPA of 1.3 Remind me what a teacher does I went to six elementary's three Jr. High's one High School Like new but no leader of I had to hide where the meter was Rest in peace to my main man Minos Keeping time on the beat we was Just some outsiders where I was the rhymer And reason was all but a speaker buzz Like it was waiting on me to plug my mic in The stage the only way to escape my pen And by pen I mean prison, prison I mean complex Serving these sentences I mean my context Context as in what I'm writing here And by pen I mean that which is mightier Guess it all depends on my writers share Yeah for anyone tryna hide their ears Writing rhymes been my only ride outta here Writing rhymes been my only ride outta here Writing rhymes been my only ride outta here Writing rhymes been my only ride outta here