2013
Hard times New Roman equals new gains
My bones got bolder, put italics on my name
Give my all to these fights when I step in these rings
Blood, sweat, but no tears, not a drop on my frame
It could be deep pain, it could be bee stings
I'm a mortal with a name that's immortal as Cobain
I'm important to the game as Portland is to Dame
And it's a goddamn shame more don't come from where I came
My, my, my tragedy's my ink
No Picasso, but treat my tragedies like paint
You passive in the paint, I'm amassin' as you shrink
When I see you under water, I pour acid as you sink
I was once a contender, now I'm passin' in the ranks
When I called it for it happened, they was callin' for a shrink
When I was a pretender, they was laughin' like a prank
Had been pulled, but my inner self was certain I'd attain
All the dreams that I would dream, nightmares, they the same
From a peasant to a king, I ain't lookin' for a queen
Transitioned from a being to an angel with some wings
That went from bein' clean to the filthiest thing
Ah, man
You can keep it goin'
Just go all way through
I'ma take this one down, though
I'ma take this one down
Alright
Look
I'ma take it down to the basement, back when it was based in
House parties, cookouts and the kerosine fragrance
Asthma attacks, good food and good graces
Cigarette smoke which kept my chest and throat caved in
Back when I would go to the corner store, the age of four
To get a pack of Newports for my momma, though, but she ain't know
Saw my first Glock at the age of four, held one at the age of five
But I didn't fire it 'cause I didn't feel too great inside
The tool was too great in size, and that was great 'cause by
The age of six, I didn't feel inspired to try it twice
Take it off my granddaddy's shelf and go and play outside
Where the odds would've been high for me to take a life
I was only seven, that shit crazy, right?
Sometimes I hear the tales I tell, wish I was sayin' lines
At the age of eight, granddaddy told me everybody dies
'Til this day I feel he knew exactly what was comin' just five years later
My bones got bolder, put italics on my name
Give my all to these fights when I step in these rings
Blood, sweat, but no tears, not a drop on my frame
It could be deep pain, it could be bee stings
I'm a mortal with a name that's immortal as Cobain
I'm important to the game as Portland is to Dame
And it's a goddamn shame more don't come from where I came
My, my, my tragedy's my ink
No Picasso, but treat my tragedies like paint
You passive in the paint, I'm amassin' as you shrink
When I see you under water, I pour acid as you sink
I was once a contender, now I'm passin' in the ranks
When I called it for it happened, they was callin' for a shrink
When I was a pretender, they was laughin' like a prank
Had been pulled, but my inner self was certain I'd attain
All the dreams that I would dream, nightmares, they the same
From a peasant to a king, I ain't lookin' for a queen
Transitioned from a being to an angel with some wings
That went from bein' clean to the filthiest thing
Ah, man
You can keep it goin'
Just go all way through
I'ma take this one down, though
I'ma take this one down
Alright
Look
I'ma take it down to the basement, back when it was based in
House parties, cookouts and the kerosine fragrance
Asthma attacks, good food and good graces
Cigarette smoke which kept my chest and throat caved in
Back when I would go to the corner store, the age of four
To get a pack of Newports for my momma, though, but she ain't know
Saw my first Glock at the age of four, held one at the age of five
But I didn't fire it 'cause I didn't feel too great inside
The tool was too great in size, and that was great 'cause by
The age of six, I didn't feel inspired to try it twice
Take it off my granddaddy's shelf and go and play outside
Where the odds would've been high for me to take a life
I was only seven, that shit crazy, right?
Sometimes I hear the tales I tell, wish I was sayin' lines
At the age of eight, granddaddy told me everybody dies
'Til this day I feel he knew exactly what was comin' just five years later
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Writer(s): Camryn Lewis
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