Pen and Paper

Patterns I make with the pens that I break
Staying 'til it's late, fuck, I got school tomorrow
Gotta make it someway
I pray I don't fall asleep, pray I don't fall away
It's another day, so I call it Monday

I ate my mama's cooking tasting on brunch on Sundays
Trudging ways to class with the bags under my eyes
Niggas playing with my rights
7:30, barely light, these guys don't even know it
All I got is my mind, my moms, my pops

My pen and paper rapping like I don't care
Spitting like I got a chip or something
Like I lost or lacking love or something
But it's really nothing, give a fuck or not, I'm writing something hot
Nobody's gotta see it, I'm just rhyming shots

My time is off, I'm dwindling my pencil and I got a cough
Could care less how I'm feeling, long as the nigga inside of me
Finds the right words that represents
Amaru, love is key, without the love I cannot make it free

Water without the tea-bags still under the eyes
As I keep on writing, fighting my sleep, damn
I got lost in the wrong path, got caught up in the wrong math
Where shit don't add up, where's my pen and pad

When I need him, gotta keep it even
Firm believer of achieving, writing all these feelings
While I look up in the ceiling, dealing with these thoughts with a straight face
Chills in my chest as I'm pacing back and forth, nigga

When everything goes wrong, I'm taken back to my own headspace
Where I write my songs, I'm taken back to those bad moments
Where I 'cause my wrongs, haters cruising to the goofy trends
Gloomy 'bout the looney ends, puny 'bout them losing wins, doomy end

Chop it up, hit 'em with many flows
Run it back, handling all my foes
Every track I drop now stays at the top now
I won't ever opt out, they popped now

Got my pen and paper, spit what is written
Man, what was given, I might see my maker
If fate is driven, no light will glisten
Try to talk to people about problems, but no one listens
I write these rhymes to find my light, hoping I'm risen

Man, that's my position, if I can even save one life
I can die knowing that I fulfilled my mission
I can die knowing that I have recognition
Not for the fame, and not for competition

As I sit here, I'm thinking about
Moments that I had all my doubts
Moments I was lost in my routes
Moments when I wanted to shout
Moments when I wanted to scream
Moments when I gave up on dreams
Love of life is not what it seems
What am I fighting for? Me

The pen is my weapon, the paper my shield
Mess with me, I'm causing a wrecking, you better go yield
Step to me? I'll teach you a lesson, I'm out of your field
Testing me, you got no progression, your skill is revealed

Every rhyme I write passes the time at night
Maybe I'll be alright, hoping my future's bright
Hoping I stay alive, I'm staying up 'til 5
To find what I must strive, I want to live my life

I want to live my life, yeah
I want to live my life
I wanna live



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Amaru Degand, Joshua David Cruz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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