K-Ottic has written lyrics for over 500 songs, the majority for his own music. He also is a ghostwriter for hire for multiple genres and artists. Every single line was created solely by him, or the featured artists.
Stone Carving Album Lyrics
1. Intro (Instrumental Only)
2. Greatest Fear
If I tell you why I’m here, I gotta tell you what my greatest fear is, start from the beginning of a story that can never be forgotten and it certainly will never the image that I’m painting, never be amazing, maybe a little bit insane, maybe I get a little angry at everybody anywhere that’s never gonna play me I’m only entertaining but this is my baby, my way to be, me stay between, sheets, breathe deep, saying the screams inside these beats, I’m playing this part for a reason, a reason created by me so that when I can no longer breathe and you put me to sleep then maybe I’ll just think it’s a dream, rip out my vocals and tear me to pieces as long as this beat is still pieces of me, everything after is only a matter of matter and maybe I’ll become a tree, seriously, maybe I’ll become a tree, maybe eventually somebody other than me will be playing my part and then maybe restart the whole thing, they’ll take these sentences with emphasis and when it gets intense spit sentences until it fits, til gets onto my paper, you know I’ma labor I’ma savor every minute every piece of this til Im a piece of paper, get it, writing my book to the best of abilities given by me and the millions of minutes and now we’re becoming the best I can be and if this is the best I can be then I’m finished I can’t begin to explain, failure, after you’ve seen everything I’ve achieved, trust me I’m not what you see, the closer I get the harder the reach and the longer the leap, maybe I’m crazy, so is the person who’s staring at me, I think I’m lazy if only a verse could be perfect then I’d be complete, but I’m not the person I want you to see, verses and verses will make you believe but I’m not everything that I wanted to be so please, take these words with purpose first lets, rehearse this, first lets rehearse this cuz to tell you why I’m here, I gotta tell you what my greatest fear is, I mean this I’m serious I fear this is just an experience while you hear this just know this, my soul is in these words, without them I’d be hopeless and my focus changes I been thinking this whole time, that I’m the one who’s writing this but as I see why I exist, I try to get this in my head while typing this, maybe while I’m writing this these words are writing back creating who I am and typing in why I exist, damn, maybe while I’m writing this these words are writing back and typing in why I exist, exits and entrances aren't very different if every sentence is perfectly written in pen or in pencil or carved into stone with a promised potential to harvest and grow be in the now, believe that later that maybe I’ll become a seed within nature the reason I favor the pieces of paper is even more greater than these imitators I get it, it’s too much, too much to take but this will make or break me lately I been waiting patiently while time is still debating if I was ever present, amazing I’ve been staying up all night cuz my whole life is for the taking and I bet its, one day gonna want some edits, ya I said it, all phases every sentence, and I bet its, still gonna need some edits on stage I kill my set its, my day I won’t regret it, I can’t reset it, no regrets I can’t regress I will obsess until I rest and so my biggest fear is if my words were never here and when I leave this place will people play me in their ears and are my speakers loud enough for everyone to hear them look what I came from and look what I made it to maybe you’re someone I couldn’t explain it to, maybe I never believed I would make it, what if I do not achieve what I came to do, don’t know, I’m too scared to, I don’t care to know I don’t dare to, when I’m barely bones I won’t hear you, only hope I have is m my heirloom if my words, forever rest within this text I don’t need credit, my soul will always rest so roll the credits for the medics, as they roll my bed with the medicine, outside the room with all the people that I left in it, because everything I said is for the people I respected my only hope is that my time on earth was well invested, been talking to you my whole life from in a sound proof box, so I wish, it’s not different and you’ll listen even when the music stops.
Verse 1:I remember, sitting in the back of my English class at Sac State, tired, worked all day, drove down there was super late but till I stayed I made myself a promise only I could make to stay awake, finish something that would become my escape these words, dead men and women speaking languages to me that we gave meaning to and we created so it means that maybe I could lay it too, maybe I could make it if I stated what I felt my teacher’s voice is faded I debated all this in my head, could I make my story like the books that I have read it’s like these poems are never dead and so I focus, know this, I’m far from being chosen, I’m in the moment every word I’ve written’s a result of an emotion, focus in before I lose my hope again ignore the constant feeling that I’m tired and explore the pen again, so where do I begin, and how do I defend that this is not pretend, I am not like them I set the expectation of myself to do it musically paint it like a picture as an art and do it beautifully ironic my escape is constantly consuming me, I’ve tried to be to be immortal but I’ve left myself no room to breathe CHORUS If I can make a song perfect, perfect, you’d rehearse these verses, verses every surface of earth will have heard them and every minute that I’ve spent will be worth it, verse 2: It started as a place where I’d escape from all the skeletons chilling in my closet sitting right where my first record was recorded, the story was the product of adrenaline now me and all those skeletons been knocking someone let us in they said if this is not a full obsession I’ll never win, so I’m never hesitant, not til I’m respected and its crazy how it made me be addicted to my medicine, now my music’s been to places that I’ve never been, now I’m reminiscing bout the times that I would listen to the beat that brought the rhythm to the sheets that I have written how to be or not to be, a little more descriptive than the poems and the books and the syllables within them cuz they’re perfect, if I could only do that, and then put it to an entertaining instrumental track then maybe I’d be studied in somebody’s English class and they can debate if they can stay awake and make it in the back, CHORUS Verse 3: Ya, so this is my attempt, maybe they’ll relate to me, maybe they’ll be tapping pencils and debating bout what I was saying when I wrote this, and thinking it’s amazing what this line actually meant, damn, I’ve been laying my opinions to the paper never once was I afraid to get on stages or the faces staring at me, thinking that I’m just a guy complaining on a stage about the simple life I’ve made, cuz I am not yet famous, but listen deeper to the lyrics while my voice is fading don’t just look into the picture listen to the painting I’ve been placing words in perfect places all they did was make me crazy how I’ve been created by what I’m creating, I did this on my own starting to be in the zone hardly keeping up the tone are we gonna see how far we go cuz when my own cardio is starting to begin to slow I’ll be hoping to make audio into a stone carving, CHORUS
4. What We Play For
When I’m in this environment, relevant of time is distant but still my mind is, present but defined by the moment we reside in I feel it amplified by the energy that I get, when I step inside it puts me right in the mood when the lights go off and you always light up the room, the feeling is sweeter to me than drinking pineapple juice selfishly, I’m here for me but get inspired from you, I got my, heart on my sleeve sometimes I’m troublesome, with my vulnerability we’re becoming one, it’s like the vibration from the microphone is, passing through the speakers to feel amplified emotions, my goal is, that you’ll hear it and get on my wave length, improving your mental state to reach better and great things, I feel divinity inner me when I’m laying verses, a way to work with my passion to serve a greater purpose / Turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, what we made it through the day for, so turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, it’s what we play for, so Turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, what we made it through the day for, so Turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, it’s what we play for, Hold up, stop and listen I got a lot to fit in we gotta talk a minute, maybe I’m not the typical type of stereotypical image that you typically will picture, get it, we got the rhythm, on stage not a lot is missing, we got the privilege and I will rock the feeling cuz we escape with bars, it is not a prison, we all gotta be a little Optimiztiq, listen to the inner meaning intervening in a beat a needing that we all agree to be the reason that we get up on our feet and see that we believe in being anything we wanna be and leave what we are not deleted, we do this for the minute that we get up and we get the feeling that we did it got the pen and got the people all forgetting everything if only for a minute, getting lost in it, getting lost in the night so Turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, what we made it through the day for, so turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, it’s what we play for, so Turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, what we made it through the day for, so Turn on the mic, turn on the lights, turn up the bass put the drinks on ice, it’s what the people all came for, it’s what we play for, hold up, stop and let it become a positive a memory that we cannot forget, getting caught up in the moment not the bottom of the bottle you can follow to the music not recalling what the problem is, I’d probably learn a lesson looking from a new perspective if I only took a second really listen to my message I could sit back take a breath and, I could watch my own set list, I could nod my own head huh, and remember where I’ve come from, feel the bass in the place and the faces of everyone, and for the moment we become one, when the lights go off and we’re losing time, and the mic gets dropped and the music dies, and the silence just might remind us that tonight must be, the best night of our lives.
5. Let’s Get K-Ottic
Let’s get K-Ottic, It’s the product that you thought it would have been people applauding From the bar and every corner heads are nodding Get K-Ottic in the streets, in these beats until we see that we believe, In everything we possibly had thought we’d be let’s get K-Ottic I been living every minute so that you cannot forget it Gotta get it gotta rip it gotta get them with the venom got em bitten, Sentimental rhythm with the synonyms and vision of a little bit of anything And everything up in It I admit that I’m defending my own vision and I get it that Why I’m living might be different than to rhyme to rhythm Perfect timing might not be defining my entire life at least a couple minutes No apologies a protégé a prodigy I gotta be a product of the policy I’m following Gotta be the prophecy that I believe in I been meaning everything I’ve said That I been leaving in between the words and honestly I’m probably becoming the anomaly and not just talking audibly its not just my philosophy Aint no stopping me, and like a virgin wait is worth it not a single person ever is on top of me, It’s hypnotic and melodic can’t bottle can’t be bought It comes from giving all you got and from the bottom to the top you gotta get a little crazy, Every one of you of you has made me, I feel the wheels of time rolling on nothing left but our breath, we gotta lay it all out on the line, Let’s get K-Ottic, It’s the product that you thought it would have been people applauding From the bar and every corner heads are nodding Get K-Ottic in the streets, in these beats until we see that we believe, In everything we possibly had thought we’d be let’s get K-Ottic
6. Lost Letters
I wrote myself a letter right before I finally fell asleep, took a moment to be thinking of something other than beats, honestly, there’s gotta be people out there who follow me who probably can understand exactly what I mean, laying in my bed and like I’ve said in every other breath it’s not that I’m afraid of death it’s more like I’m afraid of my regrets coming with me to the grave, paper settling right next to me, not a single empty page, fuck that, maybe I’m a little more than you expected even though I’m plenty less than everything that I projected, never settle in the sediment instead of being relevant until you get that every letters been the evidence, I’ve been writing to myself this whole time, it’s been like I’m someone else I don’t know, maybe this is all I’ve ever felt, my baby is a pencil and a paper is my lady we been dating longer than the relationship that I made into a legal one, at 15 I was beating on beats, getting off track though, not the purpose of the sheets while I lay between these sheets, I keep thinking bout the reason, I came into believe that I could do anything I ever wanted to achieve, the realize that I’m laying here and still am not asleep gotta get this out my head so instead it doesn’t turn into a lost letter, I may never get to write in these lost hours, I never sleep at night for the cost of the time that I cost myself to be timeless, maybe somebody will find this letter, that I may never get to write in these lost hours, I never sleep at night for the cost of the time that I cost myself to be timeless, maybe somebody will find this letter, I wrote a letter for my friends who know me better than my words do, for my parents who let me write over curfew, my wife who gets less of my time than she deserves to, the fans who understand and never needed verse 2, you been there the whole time with me, you’ve been riding in the background while the lights on til the nights gone while I stay in my zone, not a worry in the world when I’m picturing the mic on, and then I realize that it’s 5 AM, it’s silent and I keep hearing violins but I’m liking it what I’m writing then I get quite intense then I feel a light pinch on, my wrist, shit, she’s awake and I’ve been thinking that its just me, I’ve been thinking that I’m just breathing but I’m rapping out loud for a whole damn evening, I gotta get it out, I gotta get it out I’m afraid if I don’t then it might be gone forever, forever, so even if I might do better, better, I will never let this be another lost letter, I may never get to write in these lost hours, I never sleep at night for the cost of the time that I cost myself to be timeless, maybe somebody will find this letter, that I may never get to write in these lost hours, I never sleep at night for the cost of the time that I cost myself to be timeless, maybe somebody will find this letter.
It’s funny, it’s been forever since I had a minute I been wanting for a get together with the boys to kick I been running cuz I been a little better with the rhythm than I was back then, back ten when I was that friend, so i finish up another drink, and buy another ten, convinced I can, been a long time since high school been a long time since I drooled over girls I knew no ice cubes, nah, just whiskey, cuz I’m a big shot now my rules, then I feel grounded, my heart started pounding when a voice shouted hey, did you miss me, damn, from across the room stuck out like autotune / I’ve never been known to stay quiet when it comes to you, I guess we’ll go through that routine where I tell you what’s new, but I’ve never been known to stay humble when it comes to you, I say my voice has gotten a little bit better, and my bank rolls gotten a little bit bigger, bigger, bigger, oh my God here I go again gonna run my mouth had a ten year gap but I still act out just be cool, Sunnie just be cool / It’s wild isn’t it, better smile took a while now it’s almost how we pictured it, I’m doing better, technically I’m international an avenue I’d never thought I’d take, and I refuse to say we made any mistakes, take a look at where we’re from we can see how far we came ever since I got a break it’s like I don’t get a break this is not a life for you anyway, I say ,I’m thinking I should tell her, it worked out better and in my thoughts I’m a rookie when I talk I’m a veteran, she can tell I’m thinking, probably something clever so I smoothly say I like your sweater / I can tell you’re thinking I expect something clever, just the way I used to back when we were together, you’ve always been a wordsmith too slick but you can’t come up with nothing better than you like my what, well thanks I guess, time to hit the brakes I guess, yes I heard that you’ve been overseas but is it cool if we talk about me, cuz your girl has been making moves and your B has been taking names, I’ve been meeting a lot of cool people all the way over here in Tennessee, you see, sometimes a girls gotta spread her wings, but I really hope you never forget about me / well about that, for a while I was trying to, and even when I wasn’t listening I always had an eye on you it never mattered it could be the darkest, you showed me there’s a brighter view, music stayed through any of the moves we’ve made, thinking in my head, you’ve always been ahead of me you better be inevitably you said to me if anything was left for me it wouldn’t be in Tennessee, I respectfully agree, even though right now you’re sitting next to me, what you knew of me will never be the same for the better we remain taking names but separately / you know life can be so mean, but when I look back I can’t help but feel like it was all a good thing, even though, in between us there’s a nation, I’ve enjoyed this little conversation
I said it’s been ten years bro, he just smiled, said to write my name on a card and my guests name too, oh, so everybody knows who we are? Alright well this guest of mine is the best of times how could you not know? Every step of my life is expressed in lines you gotta somehow recognize me, he said I guess I might, but for now find a seat please, that’s my best advice before the rest of the guests arrive it’s okay if your nervous you can stand, or exercise, I said huh, like I’m early, dude laughed, said it’s better to be late and I see that you’re ready and you even brought a date but I need you to steadily be headed for the wait cuz the people you came here to see are the same, so I try to find a table by the bar, wife dressed fine so I bought some wine and for myself a shot of whiskey, wondering if anyone had missed me, people start to come in, wondering if any of ‘em listened, to anything I’ve done, every minute I’ve been working 9 to 6 and then a minute after 7 to 11 getting better every second then a couple started talking it developed, to reminiscing, I know this guy, gotta think, pretty sure just a hint please I wish these drink’s liquors harder than my sixteens, he was on my team not sure which sting doesn’t matter, talking like we on lock, I was dwarfed into conversation, making small talk, I can do this all night make another song right after another drink feeling alright now, its gonna be a long night, he told me that he listened to my song twice, on the way here, then asked about the spot light hot life tight that you’re still making rock right? huh, what I thought, no, what, no man, what do you do? I’m a rapper, oh… okay, why is that so hard to get in my defense I hardly fit the typical description that you probably picture but to my advantage, my bars are lit, eyes are blue so I am viewed by chicks like I’m the shit that’s why your wife is playing hard to get, oh god, we should go, you should get outta here, yeah, there’s a nice table over there, we gotta get outta here, it was good to see you man, no it wasn’t / so I acknowledge, that I was greedy, got a little bit conceded I agreed that maybe we should find another seat and I immediately see it so I get up on my feet and i agree to disagree with all my feelings so I started talking to some people, I remember, it’s been about forever since I felt like I was never supposed to make it, the seven other people at the table made it better when we talked about the tour that I went on in november, cuz I’m dope right, that’s enough about me though tell me about your life, one dude was a CFO a girl a civil engineer another said he hadn’t had a beer sine high school, that tonight he was 2 years sober for the first time this whole year, what, something wasn’t right, something wasn’t quite clear, so I did what I do best, I got something off my chest, always try to impress, you might’ve read, my eyes are red, and I toured with Afroman and no I didn’t get high, I got a show coming up, said I’m so coming up, and I know it is what, I had dreamed about when we were all growing up, I was soaking it up when I voice in my head said so what, if the effort isn’t all there, the pessimists will all fail, no resting for the best of us the rest of us don’t measure with a small scale, so don’t measure with a small scale, I excused myself from my beer my fears brought beats to me in my ears I’m not quite what I thought I’d be here so I’ll try this all again in ten more years.
9. In My Hands
This dinner’s real fine, finally got a little time so my wife bought some wine on this nice Tuesday night looking perfect as ever, behind candle light talking bout how her day went then I feel it vibrate, wait, got a couple views maybe even likes and I know it’s wild but I think i might even have an email back from the venue that I’ve emailed three times, yup, like I said it’s another message from my brother not another fan but it coulda been coulda been another chance for a show, really though, this oil vinegar breads really dope and I’m really putting this down cuz I promised you that I’d put down this phone, I’m sorry, tell me bout your day tell me we’re okay tell me even though I’ve spent all day working for a life that’ll never get bills paid that everything’s fine, this nights yours and mine this time this lights on with dim and in line with the way that you pictured, just as we’re moving along I get that look I got an idea for a song cuz this world, world, world’s in my hands so as long as I don’t put it down I’m the man understand, my fingers are holding my future my music is only as big as my viewers, this world, world, worlds in my hands so as long as I don’t put it down I’m the man understand, this world, is all in my hands, while the world that I care abouts staring and waiting for me and my time, and whats in between all my lines, she’s staring at me while I think about rhymes, my lifeline has tightly been lying inside of my pocket, I’m shocked to realize I dropped it, damn, dinners over and I haven’t touched my plate, damn, I don’t know a think about her day, she’s asleep on the couch now dreaming bout how we’ll be in a house with a couple kids running round and she does it all without sound now wow, isn’t that ironic don’t you think, don’t you think maybe I’m a little crazy thinking one day we could be rapping to a baby boy, girl, maybe wearing pink I don’t know, every time I blink only thing I think about’s more fans it seems, while she’s dancing with me in her dreams I’ll be watching my phone waiting for it to blink, cuz while she’s asleep I got time to myself and the people who I’ll never meet, but you must agree that this world, world, world’s in my hands so as long as I don’t put it down I’m the man understand, my fingers are holding my future my music is only as big as my viewers, this world, world, worlds in my hands so as long as I don’t put it down I’m the man understand, this world, is all in my hands, while the world that I care abouts staring and waiting for me and my time, and whats in between all my lines, she’s staring at me while I think about rhymes, my lifeline has tightly been lying inside of my pocket, I’m shocked to realize I dropped it, crazy to think, the worlds in my reach and the girl of my dreams is the one who competes my connection is disconnecting, it’s ironic, we wake up from dreams every time this thing rings.
In a new city, or new town I guess, I smell last night on my breath and my girl’s laying next to me in the same dress, she wore at my merch table, she looks pretty, well it’s not her best, rolls over, hair looking like a mess and we got ten minutes to be at the front desk, she just says where next, so we pack the bags, and tap the address of the next motel in the navigation, my fascination of the rap invaded the logic in my mind so I have to make it, we went small town to a big city, til the bass of the music in the back is faded, we pass the places in between what we need and the gas in stations and we’re acting patient, I swear this road’s a map to make it, I don’t know where but it’s packed and begging for a show, someone to attack the stage and all the fans from the front to the back are waiting for an act to make ‘em, remember the night with an admiration, I think I can activate ‘em, my set starts and the people in the back all start gravitatin’ to the front /tell me when the music fades, will your love remain, I search along the crowd, and I hope to see your face, another town another show, this road has become my home but I can’t get keep you off my mind, baby I’m torn, oh baby I’m torn, is the price of fame too high of a price to pay, we’re running through the city drinking way too much, show after show life is glamorous, but the question remains, is it really worth it anyway, I think I just hurt you in the worst way, damn, when I didn’t call on your birthday, I’m sorry love the days run together, and it feels like forever, I can’t forget you and all we’ve been through I promise I’ll do better, you were at my first sold out show, you were standing right there in the front row, I coulda showed you love and I passed you by, my number 1 girl and I made you cry, I thought the finer things could replace my time, but it don’t mean a thing without you by my side, tell me when the music fades, will your love remain, I search along the crowd, and I hope to see your face, another town another show, this road has become my home but I can’t get keep you off my mind, baby I’m torn, oh baby I’m torn, is the price of fame too high of a price to pay, we’re running through the city drinking way too much, show after show life is glamorous, but the question remains, is it really worth it anyway / maybe it’s the atmosphere, I don’t know, I’m trying to find a balance between roles, I’m trying to stay in my zone even though I’m like tires exposed on the road, torn, I owe it to my fans, myself, to music, my wife my family to you no excuses, I’ll take it as far as it goes, as long as these bars don’t lock me outta my home.
Alright, lets make it clear, I’m not technically from around here, I pulled up in an RV, had to park on the street, Rollin hella deep they think I’m local, No performers before me and while I’m performing The doors be opening warming my voice since morning Ignoring the voices warning that this is touring, Yeah, I’m only here for the night though, So I’ll pick a souvenir something in the budget to remind me I spit it here Whisper in your ear listen clear baby this’ll be my year trust me, It’s at least a misdemeanor if I only do a song then I disappear Gotta be a party somewhere near free beer I’ll be sleeping on the couch of a fan of mine, as if it isn’t weird, what, this is tour life, this is do or die, You and I are not the same I’m hopeful, So take notes bro, and take photos Who I am you already know I’m Local they’re singing my song from a thousand miles away, I’m Local, killing this stage even though you don’t know my name, I’m Local, I’m up here getting my fifteen minutes of fame, If I’m Local, then being local, Never will be the same, Maybe you’ve heard of me, maybe you’ll learn to be A fan a follower and see I certainly can murder beats Its obvious that one day you’ll refer to me as someone that can turn a beat Determining I’ve earned a seat, at the table, well, at least a plate
On stage I got the keys to fate It’s a reason to be hated maybe even be debated even if I beat the beat don’t need the beat to be defeated maybe I can be the meanest on the sheet
And still the sweetest in the sheets when I meet your mom, seriously It gets embarrassing, to be compared to being barely anything, and all of this is while I bury beats I may not be the person that you came here to see, even though I got words full of heat, Even though I’ve sold shirts overseas Still I had to sell these tickets to you personally, I brought merch with me, maybe even buy a couple CDs please, I local, but I’m from another city, And you specifically I would love to sign your titties When I came in, the bouncer wanted to fight, Really though, he probably didn’t think I could write, I honestly probably lost money tonight, But if I say a single lyric even one of you like, I can politely, just kind of respectfully, nicely, drop down, the mic.
I took the day off work, cuz I been getting no sleep knowing, I need a day for my flowing slowly walk to the living room and don’t see anything that needs to be done, oh fuck yeah, then I look closely, oh jeez, my wife left me a note she’s hoping I do a list not a part of it the whole thing, love her but I’m thinking in my head, ho please, thinking it, I would never mean it even though in all reality I feel like I’m defeated with the words so small, I can barely see it, how the hell can I complete it, if I can’t even read it, but I got this shit, put a shirt on, no sleeves, bumping gangster rap because I’m lonely, Ice cube telling me that I’m one of his homeys phone rings, quen says I gotta dope beat, we can smoke trees, maybe flow deep, I’m like hold please, do you know me, I don’t smoke G, I get cold feet, plus I gotta do this whole thing, I got groceries, I got folding, I got sewing, apparently I gotta throw away a couple old things and I don’t think I can flow sheets if I know these things aint complete but it’s friday, tonight i should be opening, hopefully, I get done with these adult things, nobody opening has no strings, rap star life when we’re not adulting, it’s friday, tonight i should be opening, hopefully, I get done with these adult things, nobody opening has no strings, rap star life when we’re not adulting / This is Quen, I hit K-Ottic I told him I have a dope beat, and all my chronic exotic bro we can smoke trees, he said she got me and he the homey I gotta help, but on my mama this list was longer than time itself, he gotta do this, he gotta do that, he got fences to fix and flowers to plant, and I got a new mix, and got in on track, when them dishes are done we brought it right back, moonwalking how my soul is on the flow, get it, moonwalking how my sole is on the flow, ooh, told him pen and the pad get to the lab its a rap and this dude still talking bout folding clothes, stop, bro we got standards we gotta stick to, programs and planning we gotta get through, before I could flex I got a text I’m upset, my wifey just hit me with a list too, damn, it’s friday, tonight i should be opening, hopefully, I get done with these adult things, nobody opening has no strings, rap star life when we’re not adulting, it’s friday, tonight i should be opening, hopefully, I get done with these adult things, nobody opening has no strings, rap star life when we’re not adulting,
13. Take Note
It read I’m falling, dear problems, dear dad and mom and all this, process we get caught up, this constant, dramas got me constantly exhausted while you pack away my conscience, remember I was more than items you place in boxes, lil brother, you thought I’m everything I wasn’t but I’m talking to you now as if it’s present but it’s past discussion, I promise you are not a reason, I’m leaving, you believed in everything that I could be but now I just don’t see it mother fuckers at my school, who think its cool, to write my name on walls and spit into my food fuck you, I can’t say that at home, you’re the reason I’m gone, it’s not easy being cheated on and beaten on emotionally, take note of me, of everything you’re being told it’s getting cold I’m laying in my room alone my family’s playing house, in the kitchen, like nothings wrong, if they listen to this then they’ll get that every minute lost between us, are pieces, I needed to be feeling like I’m not defeated even when this musics louder they don’t hear it, silent screams are hard to read it’s hard to breathe but in between the lines I hope you see that I just needed you to take note, take note, take time you shoulda known, your timing is a moment late, take note, now we’ve made mistakes and played with fate and now my demons face me face to face right now so I escape the only way I can, nobody relates, there’s not much left for me to say, in these final words I pray, somebody can see between these demons while I write my final note and notice that I needed you to read this all before I wrote it, damn, what a crazy winter, work is getting harder day by day in fact I can’t remember summer, seems like yesterday the kids both out of school it’s late December and I finally found the time to make us dinner, plates lay on the table, may we pray tonight be thankful for what’s been provided to us, forever grateful, as I am attempting to make family never ending all the food is getting cold, a single seat is sitting empty but I don’t get it, the sacrifices that I’ve made this average life is quite amazing I provided everything, a rainy cloud above you proudly screams you hate me maybe lately schools been hard but baby trust me that will be okay we get through this together, we get through this together just get down here fuck I mean it, I mean please don’t make me send your brother, he knows more than I do, about you I’ll just sit here idle while he tries to find you you won’t listen so I take the time to write you, take note, I’m writing that I shoulda known my baby is alone, no time to see you grow I made mistakes you fade away and now my demons face me face to face right now while you escape the only way you think you can, but baby we relate, I mean it, there’s not much left for me to say I hope you see it in these final words I pray that you can see between your demons hope you read this way before I needed you to read it, man, I was getting hungry, now I’m wandering down the hall as if its nothing as I’m stuck between the two of them, with neither of them wondering if I ever get effected by their argues even something would be nice, this house looks like a home, a paradise to people walking by but they don’t see inside, these walls protecting everything we need to hide, keep inside between these lines to people walking by what lies inside is lies, as I try to find the face of that disguise I notice there are no more cries coming from the back so I decide to keep on moving, I start to feel a breeze inside, which in the middle of the winter feels as cold as ice, I walk into the room, something isn’t making any sense the windows open and the sheets are dangling out of it and none of them are laying on the bed, I saw a note that needed to be read and at the top it read I’m falling.
14. As The World Burns
It’s like we fight to be a vital part of our society, Get in line to be a mind to read a lie to be disguised,Treated as if I am needed its a sight to see A mouth thats breathing heavily about to bite the hand that feeds it, I am prophesying while I’m writing my environment is high and mighty I’m inviting everyone to realize I am writing for the demons everybody has in hiding,
Igniting up a fire that you likely keep inside I fight to keep the dynamite alive, Everybody’s got a demon thinking you could keep believing Even when you feel defeated it succeeded breathing deep in need of enemies To be defeated leading anyone that follows blindly and without a reason, I see evil in the people, and diseases that’ll eat you all to be a part of this, its arsenic If I don’t take the time to piss and moan about, violence, It’s like I try to blindly sit alone amidst, violins and I admit, I’d rather be at home as if there isn’t emphasis on instances of killing innocence, Images of ignorance and differences and everyone debating who has privileges, Watching while I’m sip it in Every time I wake up, I see our demons can’t escape us, If we’re not concerned, we’ve got a lot to learn Scrolling through the phone comfortable at home as the world burns, Maybe I am not the one to speak when it comes to these things, Sitting in my bubble, wondering if I’ve been studying enough To make a hobby into something while I watch the world is crumbling And I’m comfy sipping coffee on my couch, All I think about is how I’m simply watching, If maybe I could write a little something about Evil stopping houses burning everywhere and people dropping Videos of people screaming shooting up inside the lobby going viral So another crazy fucker can proceed to copy, If I happen to be eating even sleeping softly and I miss this video its cool, Cuz everybody knows at minimal my evening news has got me Its crazy, our philosophy has gotta be a product of what we believe Or maybe even thoughts we see of people pulling strings And issuing it all except apologies blinded by what we had thought we’ve seen, I’m not spreading my opinion so you’ll listen to it But I’m wishing that you’ll listen and you’ll get that I am given Just a couple minutes to create a picture make you sit and think A little if I make it bigger
15. Stone Carving
So I told you why I’m here, my greatest fear, why this has to work, for my fans, family, everyone who’s even heard, half a verse, if I can’t make you last in words, I can’t imagine worse, I’ve put everything I have in words and maybe, just maybe, damn, maybe I already have emerged, what if we’ve scratched the surface, what if I’ve practiced verses, to just ask my purpose, acting certain as I’m working, what if flaws cause flawlessness and all of this is all I get, what if the simple act of creating is so amazing that it alone is perfect, to my fans, the first 10K, you made me believe, we’ve taken a seed and created a need now they’re begging to see and relating to me my music, is you and me its true and frees the mind and leaves the rest behind cuz I’m not wasting a beat, wake up every morning knowing I put everything I ever had into recording while I’m telling you my story and I use this, music, to give an amusing, view that’s, beautiful to anyone that views it, I took the pieces I came with and made ‘em entertainment I’ve learned that what we already created’s amazing, it seems that dreams are sometimes make believe, in these dreams we see who we can be, keep us woke all while we sleep to think we need to be these things as if they’re reasons we are being, sleeping silently inside I’m screaming then I hear it ring I wake up, it’s alarming, my phone lights up next to me and somehow still needs charging, I’m focused on what it says, where we’re going and not how far we’ve come but, what if the ending you think you’re hearing right now is actually how it’s starting, when the bass of our being fades and this is a stage to see, and the faces of people amazed at what they now know they can be, they’ll see, this pen scraped this paper to the point of scarring, they’ll see these words are earned each person that heard them is perfectly etched in the surface of my stone carving, I’ve been trying to make it, at least kinda famous, on stage I see faces, of people that think I’ll make it, we try our entire lives to justify our existence, I try to write a few timeless lines I’ve got 40 million minutes, to condense into sentences make into images paint into pictures in ways that are different saying the same thing but playing with synonyms taking my vision, making ‘em listen, praying they get it, finding what they have inside and not wasting a minute, making them see that what we have created’s a seed to be later a need when we’re finished, I been thinking I been dreaming while I’m sleeping taking not a single word to the grave, my lyrics’ll stay, sleeping in the deep end of my dreaming in the silence all the people keep on cheering in my ears, they’re hearing it play, maybe I’ve imagined, what happened, I’m fearing I’ll wake and still be dreaming that one day I write like Shakespearean plays, but now there’s people round the Globe and in London by the theater with my T-shirts on they’re cheering my name so maybe I’m awake, I’m just restless, I was dreaming that I was etching all my messages and sketches and I’ve accepted that I’ve made my impression, cuz for the first time ever I can say that I’m impressed, I can’t wait to hear what’s next.
You see the ending, the final arrangement, I took the pieces I came with, made them our entertainment, this whole time I was thinking I need to blow up to be famous, but based on what we’ve created we’ve already made it, as long as there are CDs, tapes, or mp3s, and trees that make blank sheets and air for people to breathe in, there will be even more leaves, and even more people to read them, so as long as they can still listen and see we’ve planted our seeds plenty deep and, well, we’ve already succeeded.