Beat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KA7ZE0tE4rY
Lyrics: Woke up this morning, still hungover from the nightmare, I guess you can call my life boring, I've only ever had two pregnancy scares,
And it's not that i didn't care about protection, it was just an accidental attempt at conception,
But in this life you get what you take, and to my surprise turns out I was a mistake. But my parents loved me all the same,
Even during the divorce I was never burdened with the blame, But if i knew about my mom's new boyfriend they it would put her to shame,
So 3 years into my life labled a mistake, I was introduced to my mom's brand new "Roommate". I appreciated them saving the family from another episode of heartbreak.
Once old enough to understand, that my mother had found her self another lover man. I gripped up the bat, stepped up to the plate, swung away and was
tagged out at first base. My father was the runner up in this life of a race, raising two kids on his own I guess fatherhood was his place, when he wasn't
underneath a malfuntioning engine he was high in the clouds just day dreaming and pretending, mentally sculpting a world where everything could be fixed,
from relationships, to hearts to gaskets, My brother and I are far from bastards infact we're the luckiest people who ever lived, we we're actually blessed with
random moments of childhoods when we were kids, and on the weekends we even got to see our momma, she would feed us speghetti and we wouldn't even
have to change out of out pajamas, but when father showed up it sparked up the drama, there was never enough money for the child support,
even working two jobs breaking her back just to try and contort, my father was such a gentleman though he didn't take it by force, he left the law papers in the mail box,
he was more concered about my brother and I having clean sox for school the next day, and thats just the way it went, we were never in debt but I childhood got spent.
so on to the next stage in life, growing up pushing a mower through the neighors yard right, go get a job, go find a girl, try to juggle both while circumnavigating the world,
around and round we spun, until the sands of time turned to glass and we had a chance to breathe for once, and in those nano-seconds her and I looked to the sky,
and watched ever single star burn out and die, but every christmas and thanksgiving they re-appear in her eyes, my mother, father, brother and I all together
for twice in a bluemoon, now, i've made contact with her but not anytime soon, I feel like our relationship is out on the moon, and the only way to visit it is
with a thousand rocket ships powered by every heart thats ever been broke, burn the candle at both ends until we all go up in smoke, then as ash floating
in the atmosphere we'll all finally collect and discover how we really got here. Seinor year after a highschool carrer full of beatings and fear, implanted me here in this chair,
with probably the best roommates anyone could demand for, I had a plan or four but they're all stored away, awaiting a day where I find the need to pick up religion again
and pray, hoping and wishing for something stable to stay, but with 18 years under my belt, I feel like I'm jumping on thin ice and that's all i've ever felt,
break me down into my components, throw me underneath an electronmicro scope, just to try and locate my lost desire and hope, my motivation and appreciation,
i'll bet the 83 scents in my bank account that all you're going to find are a couple of style changes sprinkled with self-conscious doubt,
I've been through so many styles that I can't keep track, maybe i'll just go the doctor and give my skin back, what do I need it for anyway,
People judge me based on what I do and what I say, so Good luck labeling me, I don't even know what I'm trying to be,
skin-tone ghost white as Casper, with aspirations of being the next big rapper, I didn't grow up near drive by's and drug deals,
I was raised by my dad in a trailer park by the corn fields. And i turned out for the best, in my opinion at least, which of course differs from the rest,
And if I ever met either of my grandfathers i'm sure they'd be impressed, not with the fact that I have tattoos, or have avoided heavy drugs, and stealing to afford food,
But the fact that I grew up in a time, where an impossible thing to find is a person with a spine, they'd be proud I wasn't weak, proud of my ability to speak fluent english,
with proper grammer, that I can support myself, and on the weekends still manage to get hammered, the prodigal hip-hop accidental offspring, of a couple of alcholics, that neither of which can sing,
So I guess I took the rhythem and rhyme in that fact, so I'll just continue to drain the sands of time and rap.
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AMAZING!
MsLovestruck03 2 months ago
@MsLovestruck03 Hah, thank you a lot!
WolfesLogic 2 months ago
Damn Man This Was Deep.... I Loved It.... Keep it Up! Any Download Links?
bryantakabor 1 year ago
@bryantakabor Just head to Listen To Youtube (dot) com, and follow the instructions.
WolfesLogic 1 year ago
You would really succeed as a sports announcer or a famous radio personality one can actually understand everything you say. I know what I’m saying is rather simple, but it is a true gift (you have) being a good communicator. And from listening to you I can hear how much you love your father. He sounds like a pretty great guy.
Daufyntube 1 year ago
@Daufyntube Wow man, you just made my day with this comment, thank you so much! I was really inspired by the Def Jam poets like Shi Han.
But seriously thank you again so much man! Show me to your friends if you want. Also you can convert this and put it on your ipod if you want, I don't mind.
~Justin Wolfe
WolfesLogic 1 year ago