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intro
01:33
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thinking back to tired luck
bank holding 5 bucks
hands full, im tied up
growing with the thyme
thread the needle
keep the mind scuffed
my home was a tad rough
standing on my hinds
toughing through
but where the prize won
no room
had to step back
left the haven
took a cruise
then i went and left a bad wreck
way too used to staying up
not until the ends met
shrugging off the doubt
so i'm proudest at my last breath
voices in my head
get the loudest when the past dreamt
all the heavy runs
turning right into to a sad limp
all these hurt feelings
steady puking from a bad trip
ain't nowhere to run
flipping coins
let the time tick
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2. |
reminisci
01:18
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reminiscing bout the bad times
still struggle for the goods
close game we in halftime
go for bucks in the hood
large dreams get you chastised
the results leave em shook
Barely opened a book
taking bait
really hard to say that i was hooked
on the fringe
really looking for a push
satiated?
see these scars
here's a look
no more disrespect
i had enough
no more disrespect
i had enough
Lately I been really living by the luck
Every way I take
show me the reason why I never ever trust
Only dude to ever listen
Same dude I gotta grudge with
Heavy on the trudging
monkey on my back
But i never see it budging
Say im Reeling back
But im really often buckling
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3. |
no goodbyes
01:48
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A cluttered space
Keep the soul crowded
Cleaning up the room
Can’t mope bout it
Wish I knew more bout it
When i had nobody
I had everybody
When I could share a body
Mode of Terracotta
Still a problem I aint fix
Because i cant care to bother
Be careful
Tread light
When you sensing profit
Ain’t no moderation
When you purely modest
Not the strongest but i fight
Serving smiles in the day
Cuz it get harder in the night
Niggas hate it when you happy
And you bouncy in your stride
Kinda happy I’m alive
Lived the toughest of the times
Only 20
I ain’t entering my prime
Interim refined
My whole schedule redesigned
When see me coming down
I ain’t waving no goodbye
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4. |
beacon of hope
01:24
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I had to reach inside the vessel
This little light of mine
Looking down as life pass me by
And Im guessing it’s a test of time
Not what I know
Niggas told
That this little rap gig is getting old
They ain’t probe
Where I go
To Be the beacon of hope
When you swim
You gotta open ya eyes
And hold ya nose
Did you realize
The pool was cement
Before you dove?
And my skin way thicker than my fro
Often I get nervous
Biting, picking as I go
All this shit i be forgetting
My phone filled up wit some notes
I be confused
I grew up different than the most
Putting up a fight
After that
Ya odds is toast
And thats exactly why
Im resilient with the goal
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5. |
city watching
03:14
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Don’t put me on the line
Im just city watching
On the struggle
Sending dimes
While the richest profit
And the nigga in the water
Be yo biggest problem
Is you the type to whine
Or the type to solve it
We bleed the same way
Not the type to marvel
But I can send love
I don’t need a Parcel
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6. |
who?
02:58
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How can you sit here?
From so high up?
fully idle?
silent.
As all who oppose and all who doubt
Continue to surpass you
with minimal near nonexistent difficulty,
Do you feel nothing?
You probably feel nothing.
Who are you?
Where do you stand?
Come down from there.
No?
Is it cold in that husk of yours?
Do we look like ants?
Where was your smile out there?
I see you might be content with nothing to your name
You aren’t?
No energy?
What have you done?
You haven’t done enough
You are incapable.
Knuckles shattered
Walls battered
You aren’t who you say you are
The one people liked
The one people loved
Do they love you?
Did they love you?
Or were you a placeholder?
You’re nothing but a shell
A farce
If someone were to take you out
You’d deserve it.
You deserve nothing.
So lethargic.
You don’t even care
Stay there
You’ll be 80.
Still indecisive.
Still with nothing.
Chasing nothing.
Still walking with the same poltergeist
Proving nothing.
Still trapped in that building of yours.
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Feel like its a trend of getting tossed out
And I think it worsened after lockdown
Gotta bad image like a Rottweiler
Now my patience thinner than a clock dial
Don’t know who I am when it runs out
Stuck, confused on where to run now
Fighting foes when the sundown
Facing tough trials
It ain’t nothing I can do at all
Bit off more than I can chew
I know my teeth is flawed
I try my best to stay immersed
got more problems
Than I can even dodge
I ain’t think to get some help
Or the will to try
Toughest safe to ever crack
They ain’t think to pry
No resting during days
When I’m sleep deprived
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8. |
some love for you
01:27
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I would oblige but it’s getting hard to stay
People in my family follow god
Say its getting hard to pray
If you ain’t easy on the brain
You ain’t fitting in the frame
The dark a commonplace
Where I’m low and feeling drained
I should be in better shape
When you see my face again
I got some love for you but it’s on the way
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9. |
somewords
01:04
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Stress heavy
Like I’m carrying stones
Stay in place with weight
I carry alone
Im just scared I might perish
Without finishing goals
Yea i got a place to stay but I can’t call it a home
You call and I ain’t answer
Its like go figure
You hate yo city cuz you loathe in it
We different
I thank my city cuz i rose in it
Who kidding
I put my heart and my soul in it
I been in a different mode and shit
Ain’t really there
But I’m molding shit
Got some help
So i grow old and shit
On some people that I helped
Don’t even owe me shit
Because if you tricked
Thats a problem im supposed to fix
Some words
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10. |
2000
01:44
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i gotta mile wide smile
rays shine on brown face
word around town
they say i’m up
you got the downgrade
crossing lines just to pass the time
spun the barricade
you got the pull
gohead and play it cool
no need to serenade
vivid dreams
knew at 17
this was the way to go
aint have a thing
i spit by any means
i got receipts to show
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11. |
sevens
01:07
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Putting on a performance
Its Ain’t award winning
Alone wrestling with hurt
Its a poor feeling
A Large floor
With a short ceiling
Seen the worst to begin
So what the future got to hold
Feel I’m getting old
Don’t like the liars or trolls
Only trusting what I know
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12. |
errands
02:05
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Breathe my first breath
Playing games with this life
Man it’s a cursed bet
If you got some shit to eat
Aint seen the worst yet
Same niggas in my spot
In the earth dead
Still pushing off a buck
Cant say I learned yet
Only thing to say I’m living
If my blood red
And I see it everyday
I let it run fast
I leap and break my feet
Cant even run back
Running errands with some problems
Bring a ton back
Sitting duck just for the time
Aint no crutches
Walking fine
Aint got no sleep
Im seeing lines
Don’t say no word
Just peep the room
So Hard to breathe
In a meat cacoon
Too much labor
Dont like the fruit
Just need the space
In my current mood
Just needed time to flourish
Ask me what I got
And im tell you courage
Met some teachers in my time
Never asked the worth
Keep regressing all the time
Bro my path is cursed
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13. |
i can hear my heart
01:51
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Thanking all the fighters
Making ways for me
I went to hell and back
Thats the main story
I took this path
In every sense
Like it was made for me
Crazy deranged origins
Nothing plain bout me
I count my days in the rain on 3
If i said alot of nothings
Den its shame on me
I said it’s a shame on me
Cant point no fingers
If I’m the only one to blame in the room
I could pass
But it get lonely
it’s empty sleep inside of the tomb
Trying my hardest
to keep my mind , my heart and my body in tune
Ready for the peace in every sense
wouldn’t mind if you knew
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14. |
communication, a plague
00:49
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15. |
gasping
01:45
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So used to chaos
Where I sleep at
That Im scared of silence
the only way to fix my face
Is to resort to violence
Who to blame
When you in the cockpit
For a flimsy broken plane
Flying without a target
Self critics just a tad obnoxious
You really learn to deflect
When yo idols toxic
And you burning from regret
Cause you count ya losses
Shit get better
We the same
But I’m cut from a different clothe like Polyester
Too akin to being lesser
I Went to therapy
Loathing checkups
What you seeing as a challenge
Really be stressing under pressure
Thickest tears to ever find
Always falling through confession
Who you besting?
If you cry
And Yo chest getting tight during lessons
on this planet
To help the niggas
Through my means of expression
I ain’t for everybody
This is just a treat for my brethren
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16. |
wildcat
02:02
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Every waking day
I see the sun on my skin
Who im kidding
I can barely crack a grin
Pain be the doctor
Got distain in the syringe
Cant leave the house
Im steady pacing in the crib
Walk adjacent
No new faces
I don’t mind that
New formation
in the wildcat
Shadow roaming
I should turn
Imma see em
Carpe diem
Looked the man in the eyes
i asked for freedom
aint get a cloth on my back
you caught me streaking
ran wit a gauze in yo hand
you saw me bleeding
not a fan of your words
you fake preaching
i stopped listening
because
its fallacies in yo teachings
fake towering over kings
souring over dreams
moving all the sticks
cuz i dotted em through the seams
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17. |
from above, i see ants
00:46
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18. |
witahand
01:02
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Lose my mind
Its a crushing defeat
And i know it ain’t deep
I think they running from me
Seen the life from above
Its like hunnids of feets
Its a steep drop
For the ones that took a leap
I give you good props
I know it look wild
But i offer my condolence
Im sending all my thanks
To the ones that approaching
With a hand
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19. |
a medley
00:49
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