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Grinding in the city trying to find my way out
I know Iíma make it any day now
Feeling like big in 93
Pen in my hand getting my plan in motion trying to find me
Climbing blindly, the top is still a mystery
Embracing my misery, soul emblazoned from my history
Consistency is simply not something that is within me
Mood changes so instantly so vividly that it injures me
Either way it goes, whether up or down
Either way it flows Iíve been known to drown
Even if I hold the crown, my soul is bound
To this feeling deep inside that turns my hopes to doubts
My order is a dis, bi-polar with a wish
A soldier with a gift, a broker w/ a pitch
With jokers in the midst, but I keep calm
I keep on, with each song til my reach long
Knowing damn well I can be gone (be gone)
Tomorrow, but today, I still dream on
Grinding in the city trying to find my way out
I know Iíma make it any day now
They donít wanna see me rise
They just wanna see me realize, that I must be greedy & oblige
To they seedy ways but I, am not needy I can die
With no deceiving & no lies, & be peachy as a pie
Might sound preachy but I try, to keep it me see I am I
No increasing no demise, just me keeping my design
Fleeting is our time, utilize it to the fullest
Some say that my dreams are foolish, those who donít are who Iím cool with
On one hand Iím a student, in the other Iím a worker
But inside my flesh Iím a writer, within my soul I am a searcher
What Iím in search of Iím not sure of
But what Iím worth does, shine through every verse huh?
Iím just imploring you with rhetorical
The answer pre-determined like I was an oracle
Grinding in the city trying to find my way out
I know Iíma make it any day now
Try as you may to contain me, or tame me
Your efforts are futile to put it plainly
You can arraign me, try and degrade me
Try your hardest to shame me, but canít shake me
Cuz you ainít make me, & you donít own me
You can imprison my body, but canít stop me from flowing
Stop me from growing, my mind is exploding
Exponentially with thought, what this art is exposing
What my heart is invoking to what I jot is eroding
The crevices in my mind, thereís a lot more to proceed
I got more to go see, my mental irrigation
Is navigating, through these enlightened destinations
Inspires me to face in, insightful revelation
Despite my hesitation initially, I am tracing
My soulís origination, now every day a celebration
My heart sings out, w/out limitation
Grinding in the city trying to find my way out
I know Iíma make it any day now
I ainít the dude I was yesterday
& the next I will be at my best, until I progress & resurrect my fate
Iíve been in left in debt with hate, left with stress for them to check my mate
But from here on out, my soul what I must investigate
Until I rest my days, will be spent lent to finding better ways
To live in this world that turn angels to walk towards the devils way
At church they say to let us pray
Then ask for money from their poor congregation whoís been led astray
I had to get away, I had to find truth
Now I never look towards a book for an excuse
Grinding in the city trying to find my way out
I know Iíma make it any day now
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