LoF
"Find My Way" on SoundCloud
So this was a song from my recently flop of a mixtape, Lights Out... Demaz took my pellas and mixed them and it came out nicely. Here it is. Check it out.
08. Find My Way
~ Produced by Rock It Pro
Time is wasting, draining
Chasing the light, I'm making polite strides, I'm impatient.
Biding my time until the moment comes,
But will I comprehend that I'm the chosen one?
Frozen in this stasis, hopin' that I'm famous
All my friends have lives, I'm here copin' cuz I'm anxious.
I need to be patient, but screw this,
I wanna shoot for the sky but I'm too lazy to do shit.
So I sit on my butt, scratching rhymes
Trying to make sense of these tragic times.
That we live in, but relief came quick,
We trade in sorrow for tomorrow to change it...
Can I borrow the cage pick? I'm breaking out
From this bullshit that I'm chasing down
Should I say that I'm done, bitch?
Nah, fuck this, I got an uplift, I'm changing now!
I'm gonna find my way,
That's pretty much all to it...
And if I died today,
And ground opened, I fall through it.
Would you hear my words as more than a message?
And my music as a gateway, a door that you've let in?
If your call's ruined,
The ground I fall through it,
I'm gonna find my way
That's pretty much all to it...
I'm sitting like a couch potate,
I get up for the mic, it's like spitting mine I'm proud to say
Wishing life would bow to May showers cuz I'm bound to bloom
This ain't no April Fool's shit cuz now I found a booth.
This dude is now about to blow and find his way
If only I could flip a switch and suddenly be blind to pain
Then every ounce of me could focus my powers
I found some free advice, now I openly scour
The battlefield, ask me how it feels
To close in on my target... Now this battle yields
The apple of my eye, the fruits of my labor
I'm scary when I'm safe and I am ruthless in danger.
When I'm using the paper, you better be scared,
Write all you want but ya'll are never prepared.
My path that's been laid out is mine for the taking
And with the lines that I'm making and rhymes that I'm saying...
So what if one day I make it to the big time,
Making music and thankfully I get mine.
I wonder if you all forget,
The work that I put in, you blow me off, you call in sick.
You fall in thick bushes that tangle and snare,
Grabs you by your ankle and you dangle in air.
As the beasts below reach and they're grazing your hair
You see my face in everything and you painfully stare
And you regret the fucking second that you threw me away
Go grab a fucking knife, dude, and do me a fave
Hang yourself by the feet and slice your damn neck clean
See the color drain, if you thinking you can best me.
I'm deathly. I'm sexy with this rap shit
I grab this mic and it's no secret I attack it.
Hot damn, well howdy, would you look at that,
I got a future in this business, and shit, cuz, in fact: