Onward, I've been neglecting my drawing and design for my love of music lately...so I finished this song I was working on, and now I can get my head back on track with the other side of art.
Before I do tho, this song I was working on is called The Chaos (Ups-n-Downs) and it's spit on a sort of up-beat, fast tempo, techno based, hip hop beat.. I can't wait to actually record it.. obviously reading and hearing are two different things.
"Wanna hear it, here it goes..."
MIGHT BE A BRICK WALL WOULDN’T CALL IT SOLID / DETERIORATES FAST NO I WOULDN’T LEAN ON IT / FEELIN’ ALL HELD UP THEN SUDDENLY IM FALLIN / KISSIN THE PAVEMENT / LISTEN WHEN IM CALLIN / I KNOW NOT WHAT I DO / LOST LIKE A LABYRINTH TELL ME HOW TO GET THROUGH / NO NO NO I’LL FIND IT BY MYSELF / I DON’T NEED NOBODYS HELP / I’M A LITTLE BITTY CHAMP GOT STUBBORN ON MY BELT / WAIT A MINUTE NOW CAN I GET A HAND? / HELP ME TO MY FEET THEN ON MY OWN I WILL STAND / UNITED WITH MY LONELY, HOMIES PHONY / FIND MYSELF CONFIDIN’ IN THE ONES WHO DON’T KNOW ME / I RISE, FALL, CRAWL, STAND / THEN I’M WALKIN ALL SMOOTH TIL I TRIP LIKE DAMN / FEELIN’ LIKE A BABE WITH MY KNEES ALL BANGED / AND EVERYTHING AROUND ME IS A BRAND NEW THING / GET UP STAND UP IT’S MY RIGHT / NOT THE TYPE TO FIGHT STILL WRESTLE ALL NIGHT / WITH THE DEMONS AND MEN AND WOMEN ALIKE / ITS COOL, IM STRAIGHT, BUT A DIKE SOME NIGHTS / NOT THE COLLEGE TYPE DON’T DIP I DIVE / DRY OFF GRAB THE KEYS WHEN I FEEL I GOTTA RIDE / BACK TO THE PROGRAM FORGOT WHAT I WAS WATCHIN / SOMETHIN BOUT A CHICK WHO CAN’T STOP FALLIN / TRUE TV TRUE STORY / BUT OF COURSE BOUT A FRIEND NO NOT ABOUT ME / I KNOW, DENILE, THE RIVER RUNS DEEP / UNDERSTAND HOW TLC MAKES YOU CREEP
CAUGHT MYSELF THE OTHER DAY BEIN WHAT I HATE / HYPOCRACYS A BITCH AND SHE’S HARD TO ESCAPE / MAN…THAT’S WHY I NEED TO ESCAPE / CUT OFF THE PROGRAM DELETE, ESCAPE / MOVIN LIKE A RUNNIN MAN I WANT TO STEP AWAY / GOTTA FREE MYSELF FROM THE BEAST IN THE CAGE / END THIS CHAPTER HURRY UP AND TURN THE PAGE / SKIP IT TO THE PART WHERE THE HERO SAVES THE DAY / RAVEN MAD LIKE A BIRD / HOW I WANT TO FLY AWAY / YOU CAN BE MY SUPA I CAN BE YOUR LANE / FIGHTIN ALL THE EVIL GOT IT SUBDUED AND CHAINED / NOT STOOPIN TO THE LEVEL CUZ I COULDA SAID SLAIN
EPILOUGE AINT HERE SO IM WAITIN IN FEAR / I TRY TO DO IT RIGHT BUT IT FEELS SO WEIRD / YEAH IT FEELS SO WEIRD / ALLA THESE OPINIONS STEADY SPITTIN IN MY EAR / I TRY TO USE MY HANDS SO I AINT GOTTA HEAR / TRY AND TUNE IT OUT BUT I HEAR IT LOUD AND CLEAR / TRY TO MOVE AWAY BUT MY FEET FEEL STUCK / AND MOMMA HATES IT WHEN I CURSE BUT ALL I CAN THINK IS
...FUCK.
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