Who Am I
Listlessly wander in sonder just another passerby
The path isn't yonder I wonder when this life will pass me by
Strangest encounters around us make it up this shit is live
How am I living what legacy remains when I die?
Story after story its my character status euphoric
Stoic heroic I'm going master my craft I'm focused
Laugh when I'm sad its hopeless
Leave me to carry my burden
Nobody knows where it's goin'
Huh
Bag on my back and I'm rollin' off of this track and it's flowing
Why should I purchase the bullshit?
Huh
Stories they selling aint worth it Should I climb the corporate ladder get fatter?
Nah man that's foolish rather
Rap in a magical forest discovering mystical forces
Riding on mythical horses
Slaying the dragon saving the maiden waging battle with the beasts of my nature
Seeking my treasure with pleasure
Expressing my dilemma in choosing professions
I never settle for nothing
That's mental
100 kilo fully loaded no homo you know this
Multi dimensional lesson receptacle
Made with flesh blood and testicles refresh my prose
Contextual palatable edible content downright incredible nonsense
Rest assured my voice will endure
Who am I ever more refined every rhyme I write on point with the times yo
Who am I more and more I find I'm bored with this life child let out a sigh
Who am I struggle and strife this life made it worth the fight never marginalized
Who am i? the practical application of intelligent design
Cyclical narrative individuals Uninspired content so predictable
Can't tell you how many times bitches said I'm one of a kind
Its getting to be typical
Huh
Cull the fickle sharpen my knife with the hammer and sickle
Words that shine bright carved out in stone
Maybe madness subsides and when the fires gone inside
I'll end my life'
No more to say no more to write I paid the price
A sense for purpose was my reason to fight
Prophetic visions when I slumber reflecting my eventual demise
Constantly question my methods am I really livin this life?
If this day was my last would I still open my eyes
Tell me stories of truth
Tell me stories that tried
Oh power that manifest youth age wisdom and proof
If this place with grace was you afforded more time
Cant believe I'm still alive
Master class playin' with the force as a matter of course
The what the where the how
I'm a poet of the now
Came to terms with my nature so I will not forego it on your account
Neva edit my rhetoric dropping bombs like sedative
Violet gold jaded invaded peripheral faded in stasis individual
Snap out of it there is no control Oh...
Most convenient of illusions seemingly elusive
Perusing my content my bloods in the fine print
Tactical orientation social situation
Sitting corner position bear witness to human condition caught in the business of livin
Oh you talkin tough then back it up aint playin this game for fun
At the end of my days walking away
The hand I was dealt stating my case
Made my way with style and grace
When its said and done and the last breath leave my chest
I break a smile cuz I know I made it I won and its done
Who am I ever more refined every rhyme I write on point with the times yo
Who am I more and more i find I'm bored with this life child let out a sigh
Who am I struggle and strife this life made it worth the fight never marginalized
Who am i the practical application of intelligent design
The path isn't yonder I wonder when this life will pass me by
Strangest encounters around us make it up this shit is live
How am I living what legacy remains when I die?
Story after story its my character status euphoric
Stoic heroic I'm going master my craft I'm focused
Laugh when I'm sad its hopeless
Leave me to carry my burden
Nobody knows where it's goin'
Huh
Bag on my back and I'm rollin' off of this track and it's flowing
Why should I purchase the bullshit?
Huh
Stories they selling aint worth it Should I climb the corporate ladder get fatter?
Nah man that's foolish rather
Rap in a magical forest discovering mystical forces
Riding on mythical horses
Slaying the dragon saving the maiden waging battle with the beasts of my nature
Seeking my treasure with pleasure
Expressing my dilemma in choosing professions
I never settle for nothing
That's mental
100 kilo fully loaded no homo you know this
Multi dimensional lesson receptacle
Made with flesh blood and testicles refresh my prose
Contextual palatable edible content downright incredible nonsense
Rest assured my voice will endure
Who am I ever more refined every rhyme I write on point with the times yo
Who am I more and more I find I'm bored with this life child let out a sigh
Who am I struggle and strife this life made it worth the fight never marginalized
Who am i? the practical application of intelligent design
Cyclical narrative individuals Uninspired content so predictable
Can't tell you how many times bitches said I'm one of a kind
Its getting to be typical
Huh
Cull the fickle sharpen my knife with the hammer and sickle
Words that shine bright carved out in stone
Maybe madness subsides and when the fires gone inside
I'll end my life'
No more to say no more to write I paid the price
A sense for purpose was my reason to fight
Prophetic visions when I slumber reflecting my eventual demise
Constantly question my methods am I really livin this life?
If this day was my last would I still open my eyes
Tell me stories of truth
Tell me stories that tried
Oh power that manifest youth age wisdom and proof
If this place with grace was you afforded more time
Cant believe I'm still alive
Master class playin' with the force as a matter of course
The what the where the how
I'm a poet of the now
Came to terms with my nature so I will not forego it on your account
Neva edit my rhetoric dropping bombs like sedative
Violet gold jaded invaded peripheral faded in stasis individual
Snap out of it there is no control Oh...
Most convenient of illusions seemingly elusive
Perusing my content my bloods in the fine print
Tactical orientation social situation
Sitting corner position bear witness to human condition caught in the business of livin
Oh you talkin tough then back it up aint playin this game for fun
At the end of my days walking away
The hand I was dealt stating my case
Made my way with style and grace
When its said and done and the last breath leave my chest
I break a smile cuz I know I made it I won and its done
Who am I ever more refined every rhyme I write on point with the times yo
Who am I more and more i find I'm bored with this life child let out a sigh
Who am I struggle and strife this life made it worth the fight never marginalized
Who am i the practical application of intelligent design
Credits
Writer(s): Tómas ólafsson
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