Everyday

Everyday I think about when my time comes
Will I be recognised for all the things that I've done?
Will I find my place or be forever on the run?
Will they know I did it all, just for my son?
Everyday I think about when my time comes
Will I be recognised for all the things that I've done?
Will I find my place or be forever on the run?
Will they know I did it all, just for my son?

More than rap, this is Rhythm Assisted Poetry
More than that, this is my life without you knowing me
Blowing trees of different kinds from overseas
Then I woke up in the morning to the birds and the bees
My reference, not an insult to your intelligence
My relevance is a reflection of your own ignorance
Limitless, when it comes to sharing what my vision is
I speak the truth so that you know where my position is
Look at this, it was all a dream
I'm really not phased by being in your magazine
Or the fact you put me in the top 18
I dala what I must, if you know what I mean
This is my life, I live it how I choose it
When you claim your power, there's really nothing to it
I've developed my third eye to see who's the truest
So you remain clueless to exactly how I do this, it's just

Everyday I think about when my time comes
Will I be recognised for all the things that I've done?
Will I find my place or be forever on the run?
Will they know I did it all, just for my son?
Everyday I think about when my time comes
Will I be recognised for all the things that I've done?
Will I find my place or be forever on the run?
Will they know I did it all, just for my son?

I'm Interstellar, you can check it on your cellular
It's Rebel Monk now, forever Nebula
Irregular, when I step up to the scene
Never free, if you act like cash is king
My passion brings, nice sounds and things
To the galaxy from the underground it rings
The echo will be heard until the dust settles
My mission is clear but you act like I got something special
Ayo, let go, of the bullshit that you thinking
You wasting your time that's why you feel your soul sinking
I was lost at sea, the gun and the clip
Saw life for what it is then it put me on a trip
We'll do this on our own if they won't let us
Power by the numbers so they won't get us
They won't forget us, this is history in the making
They hating, coz I stay persistently creating, it's just

Everyday I think about when my time comes
Will I be recognised for all the things that I've done?
Will I find my place or be forever on the run?
Will they know I did it all, just for my son?
Everyday I think about when my time comes
Will I be recognised for all the things that I've done?
Will I find my place or be forever on the run?
Will they know I did it all, just for my son?



Credits
Writer(s): Rayne Moses
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