Song from an upcoming Catastrophic tape with Eedee.
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Song: https://soundcloud.com/mr-dgaf-1/mr-dgaf-now-or-later-prod-nine-diamond
Lyrics:
Been in this house all summer
Sitting on the couch I wonder
If the things that I’ve been rapping bout are coming
But I doubt it fuck it, scrap another song I should be out job hunting
My mentality was always it would happen now or later
..Over time I see there’s power saying
Things you don’t believe cause I’ve been lying to myself
And out of anger there was time I needed help but couldn’t bear to ask a favor
So I tried and dealt with shit that caused a power struggle
Now it’s just a tug of war between my brain and heart and I doubt it’s something
Worthy of winning, I’m out of earth on a mission
But bound to dirt it’s a prison, that’s how it hurts when I’m living
Cause I’ve got visions of great things,
But haven’t made a single step to actualize it simply cause
I think it could break me
This isn’t a safe mind-state
I could be forty years old
With nine tapes and no job
Stuck in my basement with no hobbies
All because I’m dedicated thinking I was chasing a dream
But what’s the point in chasing something you can’t catch
I’m stuck and I can’t latch, there’s nothing I can’t rap
But everything I can’t do out in the real world
I’m skilled sure, but not enough to get to the big turf
There’s ill words, killed verses I’ma real wordsmith
But haven’t tried to make a move on a real girl
So here, turn a new leaf right in this track
I mean that’s all you claim to do, yet it’s like you were trapped
Cause every single improvement you’ve made to music is great
But couldn’t carry over just to get your life on its track
….It seems like every day there’s more denial
She’s given you so many chances but of course you’re blind
The more you try you get confused
Cause all the signals have mixed up, she’s willing to give up, ignore the signs
There’s more comfort in conversating through text
But contemplating the next time you hang out has caused you to stress
It’s all a part of the mess, you’ve made bed now sleep in it
At least there you won’t feel bad to dream in it
You get mad at herself for not making a move
But haven’t actually felt as if it’s maybe just you
And you don’t have to accept it but your actions are selfish
Theres a path that you’re set in, and making it through
Is only part of the equation cause the problem that you’re facing
Is you’re wanting a relationship but stay a recluse
You gotta make room for two
But you would rather settle solo yelling yolo
So change for change to come true
Otherwise you’ve missed your chance, poof
Was in your hands, oops, it slipped and lands
In the cracks you built
Another track you killed
But what’s the repercussion coming from it
Let me guess, chances are it’s practically nil
All the magic you feel making a track
Has taken you back, maybe now you understand how tragic it is
You’ve got all the opportunities to make it, so try
….Make something of it for it changes its mind
Stop fucking around in fact, if this isn’t your last song
Then I guess you’re really stuck in this sound
…..And if that’s true then fuck it,
There’s really no point rap to through the struggle
If all you ever want is in this basement then
You better reevaluate or look up what complacent is, face it kid