Dedicated Feat. Diverse - Main

For you (one, two)
Dedicated (one, two, three)
Listen!

Couldn't imagine it would hurt like this
The first to admit that it overwhelmed me
My shade's drawn, closed off
Hardly spoke to family or otherwise
Butterfly nerves in my stomach
So hard to summarise
Emotion a page, and going through phases
Mostly amaze that ends abruptly knowing that change is

The only thing imminent slowly configured it
Pieced it back together seeing that life plans a tin of this
You were scheduled to relocate west
Would have been fresh, on tour stoppin' through
To get caught up with you
But all that's left is a shoebox and pictures
Just like 2Pac and Biggie
Wonderin' who shot ya

Figure with shorties around the way
40 dollars in change put you under
Got your mums reelin' from solemn pain
I felt her heart break
But what was I to tell her?
No shelter from the rain
But I offered her my umbrella

You hopin' that the fact this shit was real
Like th-, like this (yuh, yuh)
Said you know how it go (yeah)
It's only a matter of time in life
Planets collide
A star appears (yeah, uh)

That, that, that's the street babe (yeah)
Nothin' shaking
Every day of the week, you act different
A star appears

Yo, know I was supposed to get back at you
After you was different
Second look, it had me mad again
I had a friend when I was younger
Used to ask me when we spent time lyin'
I tell him, "Every other holiday"

Hard to contemplate the pain at age ten
Knowin' I couldn't depend on you for a damn thing
Advancin' from a boy in the ring
What life knocked down
You not around to see me develop into a grown man

No consolin' my moments of crisis
Knowin' the price is paid by both
Who supposed to be thicker than water
Thinkin', "Why bother?"
You that father playing deadbeat
Bein' the bigger man, left me to return the phone call

You told me you saw my face in the papers
I hope it's not a case of the vapours
You askin' for favours and shit
Could be legit, I don't know how to trust you
I'd love to, but it's been a while since you come through

You hopin' that the fact this shit was real
Like th-, like this (yuh, yuh)
Said you know how it go (yeah)
It's only a matter of time in life
Planets collide
A star appears (yeah, yeah, uh)

That, that, that's the street babe (yeah)
Nothin' shaking
Every day of the week, you act different
A star appears

I survive on intimacy and tomorrow
And the music was like smack
And you knew about that
And still refused my dance was not enough

Well look, junk is layin' on the floor and dyin'
That's some man coppin' some kicks to the dead
And the music (and the music) was like smack
Now suffer's old sign
Feel him up for anything else that's been left
And the music (and the music)
And the music (and the music)

This is a- kind of a special piece of music
It's autobiographical in nature
There are not too many secrets there