I walk on my own trying to do what I can Undefined by the visions of man
My legs are weak from the malnutrition
Stifled with this hex of a plan, one must endure ’til they’ve
reached a demand
Needless to say but I’ve been learning to pray
Ponder through the road, lost like a wandering stray My stomach aches, not only hunger but this covered up pain
That takes me under, in reality it’s nothing but another delay
I’m not concerned nor do I care about what people expect
It’s just for me and my own, fuck the hate that shit I tend to reject
Anyone who tries to hinder my path will feel the reel of my wrath
It ain’t no joke I’m only spillin’ the facts
Rest in peace to the fallen soldiers, wherever you’re at We’re only guaranteed a casket, flowers and plaques In this lifetime of struggle, scraping by with the hustle And when you die, that’s when they love you, It’s too late for all that
It’s a harsh humanity for such a small world Although there’s many people I can vouch for
I believe in being human but some doing is uncalled for
There’s good and evil, what’s it all for
Chorus:
In this business of rep.. x2 Cuts
Do I deserve to live, or am I gonna go to hell for all the things I did
In this business of rep.. x2 Cuts
You all alone in these streets cousin, every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin’
Yeah.. what a pleasure it is right?
To watch a mothafucka weather this shit, right? I’m underway trying to find an escape
carving out my own road I don’t need to be fake
Solid in solidarity, a moment of clarity
A salute to solitude, I’m the one taking care of me
I bust my ass off trying to gather a buzz and for what ‘cause in the end I’m just looking for love
Coming up, what a rush, towards the sun, not enough With these bare hands I made plans to trudge through the mud
And get it
I got the recipe, I’m nice but don’t mess with me This ain’t no walk in the park, it’s more like the Chesapeake
This ain’t a destination, it’s more like my destiny A journey into the unknown, I’m paving my legacy Peace to the gods, universal, we infinite
Teach, do your job, make it worth it, they listening
Chorus:
In this business of rep.. x2 Cuts
Do I deserve to live, or am I gonna go to hell for all the things I did
In this business of rep.. x2 Cuts
You all alone in these streets cousin, every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin’
credits
from Contours,
released September 1, 2018
Produced by Robot Orchestra and RAmusiG*
