I aint really sleeping well,
Been dreaming I was swimming with the deepest swell
Drowning in surrounding grief, and too proud to plea for help
Seasons sail by, time changes how I see myself,
I know my demons well and know I don't believe in hell,
Though when I'm seeming frail I pray to God i'll see the bail
To free me the freezing jail of mourning where I seem to dwell,
I'm drawing on the cell walls, recording over beats I tell
The story of the leading male,
You need to feel it like your reading brail
Magic as sabrina's spells, I'm rapping till arena's sell
Seats in the evening heat, just to see me hailed
And reigning king, reaching the peaks that only dreamers scale
I'm unbalanced like uneven scales,
Never measure your talent, by whose achieving sales
Or how easy your CD seems to be leaving shelves,
I'm speaking with feeling and leaving you reeling
The reason's you MC"s are pale,
Is by comparison you to seem to pale,
Now who is the newest rapper truly never to be found,
Rarely seeing the light, but kinda heavy underground,
In the stomach of your town, now its hungry for the sound
Rumbling like the rhymes I write are fault lines colliding,
Hope lies inside him, with a flow like Poseidon,
So don't try surprise him, quotes
Rising on horizons like tsunamis, you could say I rock the boat
Calmly jotting notes and plotting how to make some more waves,
How have I got to Abbey Road, from rapping in the hallways,
Dare to dream for what we all crave, that's what you call brave,
Mind like the dawns rays, brightly shining, nightly rhyming
Had me climbing higher on my tiny island,
Now it so exciting that your finally buying.
My designs refined as the whitest diamonds,
Yeah I may have failed all my typed assignments,
But my lyrics take you skywards like fighter pilots,
Keep the cypher vibrant, my home life was violent,
Seen the bruises move from blue to shades of white and violet
Now I'm grown up and I'm happy cos the nights are silent
Wanting to peace of mind, so I tried to find it,
Here's a piece of mine, you can try define it
Jot to the beat when I can't get sleep
And wrote this song with class
Got what I want and I got what I need,
So I'm feeling free at last,
credits
from 1991,
released September 13, 2013
Produced by Ta-Ku
Original Track - Moment
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