Kero One - This Life Ain't Mine lyrics

Verse 1 Once upon a time there was a kid named Michael he'd write about his life, but with so many typos like when he wrote live, it should have said love and when he wrote hit, he really meant hug but he couldn't dig a hole that's already been dug like you couldn't smoke a bowl, and not call it a drug his story so imperfect but that's what made it beautiful at times like a circus but that's what made it suitable at a school,.where kids used words like "dudacle" awesome, and radical with care-free attitudes but as life went on, he put trust in songs like when he heard BAD, he put gloves on his palms when Biv sang Poison, he new jack swung and when he heard BDP, yo his brain went num that's when he got struck by that hiphop bug and those that had it, were the only ones that new what's up the beginning of a story he'd write in bed which developed into tears and an ending that read.. Chorus Check the rhyme and check the rhyme one time now check the rhythm its the life of mine Check the rhyme.. and check the rhyme one time.. I feel delivered.. when this life aint mine Verse 2 As the story unfolded, the plot did thicken when michael played with dirt that soap couldn't rid him hanging with a crowd, that clouded his decisions.. they doubted he was Christian by the way that he was living but not a misfit, to most your average Joe blow minus a bit of lying or a run in with Po-Po (police). and time to time put his mind in slow-mo puffin marijuana till motivation was no-show then took his mental photos and wrote em in a notepad. utilizing metaphors and rhyming his vocab. unsigned, hella broke, and still at his folks pad he crawled back to church home turf since dads gonads Mike knew life meant more than getting by living for fame, money, girls or getting high he heard good deeds could never get him to heaven but only through grace .and the son that God sent in and that's when, he felt shivers set in palms sweating, off his feet it swept him a concept so deep he couldn't sleep he fell to his knees, as tears hit the concrete.. and it wasn't concrete where mike was headed next but in faith he stepped as he developed this text.. Chorus