Marcus Orelias - Book Ii lyrics

(Verse 1: Marcus Orelias) In 93 my uncle looked like Spike Lee Pre school days, I was told do the right thing I slowly became a victim of needless suffering If I recall right, my clocks right. Im out at 3:35 It goes back farther when father bought hologram Jordans past 95, I need to defy gravity thus far Livin in hell with expectations higher In high school youre taught to be fly Or be a fly by giants who dont cry for weaklings My thoughts of having more, helps me sleep With haunting feelings of not feeling complete I used to be ashamed, what I laced on my feet (why?) I blame the thirteens, only pair I touched til this day Free me from conceit, anxiety and the pain. Of talking shoe releases; Im striving on releasing Pieces of me for all the times I felt left out Must be the lack of, why my dick stayed in a drought Should I let go and start to drown How you see me? Tell me how you see me When mirrors only reflect what you want to see Believe me. (Hook) Marcus, always do the right thing (Book II) And thats the truth. And tell the truth Never compromise stay true to you You win some; you loose some (Book II) At least thats what my mama and daddy said Now, never let the attention get to your head Just listen, never sh** in your own bed. (Book II) Face your fears as you climb high And always say whats on your mind No Im not mad; Im just pa**ionate (Book II) Take this life lesson and live present moment In the end youre going to do what you gotta do (Book II) Just understand the consequences Of your actions, Book II (Verse 2: Marcus Orelias) If everything falls down, itll fall into place Talking real world sh** but still no one relates Cause my attitude is f** the system and Alot of homies dont graduate from hallways plus My homeworks missing, when its time to collect But nobody checked, that sh** so I jet with a clique Creeping off campus, too stubborn to make it. Im saying, quit acting like my sh** dont stink Spending monthly, hoping to boost self-esteem Uncertainties manifests, buying what I dont need Getting stuck on these momentary feelings An emptiness; from my past is catching up to me Straying towards hypocrisies, I say what I mean And mean what I say. Tying my own rope I didnt want to hang with those lames in my first cla** So Im living life today like its my last If twelve plus eight plus six equals twenty six That means I got six months to make it happen Tryna stay face but Im losing my faith Being left alone, when most kids my age Couldnt exercise control (Hook)