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lyrics
Verse One
Will Santos: Top of the mornin' as early as dawn with it, as soon as the song's written I'm thinkin' I'm done livin' a lie. But man, I truly just run with it then hide; like please make me believe that I'll succeed. Maybe I'm just gifted and driven and it's the passion that blinded my Hip Hop cuz maybe it needs glasses. Maybe I'll keep laughin' at myself, and within time as time passes my rhymes, can influence and come alive...
Rayce: Taking first steps to align this grind that otherwise seems fruitless. Facing blockage, feeling like the embodiment of what a fluke is. No new slips but loose lips could still sink my flight plans to an uncharted destination. Living life as a vacation, stationed wherever there's a show near, say 'come here,' we go there, rock the crowd and show love; passion tangible. Chillin' and accessible, knowing more will show up, as they take notice of some poets who can bust...
Chorus with cuts
Hip Hop: The Lifestyle Not The Label
Verse Two
Rayce: Melodramatic fashion, following the laws of attraction, taxing for a reaction until the casket is closed shut. Arose from where the phoenix stays, no longer praying for better days or living tryna anticipate what the next man will think or say. Ouija board seance when spraying bars with the force of an A-R, 'Ay y'all, last call!' No warning shots for those with verbal glass jaws, we're past pause like an audible fast forward. More or less the eye of Horus as we envision these tours...
Will Santos: I feel like just swearin' to God and sayin' that every time I'm prayin', He's very involved sayin' "You carry don't bury the spark." Many, or plenty, try very hard. Apparently just too far in. Ain't tryna blow up, or be Noah, just don't wanna end where I started; I'm sailing on this arc. Forget the famous charts and the part for the propaganda. Props to my proud people for the sacred art!
Chorus
Verse Three
Will Santos: Part of the mission is skill and ambition and feeling the people feel you being real; no gimmicks, listen. This is like the Pacers and Pistons goin' at it. Habit forming careers and to be sincere, I lose the passion. Sometimes I find myself askin' if rappin' really has a plan for me or I'm stuck, up in this attic. I've taken too many yells to manifest them selfish spells. Just gettin' harder to flow and make sure my presence felt.
Rayce: File a grievance to this disagreement. Screamin' at the top of my lungs, "My tongue is the only thing sharper than this wit," with which I switch lanes like a viral strain; highly un-containable when in your brain and cuttin' loose. A lose, lose, whether we exchange diss tracks or distract for the time being in person, it's all worthless. Once the curtains close: fans go home, I roam alone, damn near cut off from the outside while in the zone...
Rayce, from Ventura, CA.
I have toured overseas, collaborated with international artists and built a name
for myself by promoting transparency. An uncut, raw insight not only into my life but to the observations taken throughout life.
God Bless...more
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