Chorus
This is a storytelling narrative
I, myself taking you the steps I've took
Backtracking pictures and life events and make lyrics bloom
Soon I'll be published on the streets
No longer will I sit on the curb of the streets
What I love alive and well
Verse 1
Middle of the cities for meets and greets
The eagle eye looking down on me
Sharpening in the sky, the closing in talons
Waiting for the perfect time to strike
I hold the mic to speak
Voice recorders and papers touching my face
Gossip and nightmares await
Out to the entire world my ways
Got me wearing suits and fedora's for days
From their lips blowing out the original style and image could start to fade
They say I do hip hop, I should be wearing some nike's or j's
Wear more baggy clothes and shine those diamonds
Seems like blood diamonds to me
Cuz I don't have a diamond for a heart
I have feelings and fingers to press play and record
As well as storytelling having that same piano tone
Something so smooth, sounding real good even when I get old
I'm just doing what I was always told not to
Verse 2
Cuz I had the older fella's saying know your priorities
You're young but your of that age to stop touching those dreams
Then I had the classmates saying you can't rap look at your skin
The color not of the culture
And now I tell you I'll show you the power of these words
Just when you thought I made a curve I flipped backwards
Taking these words and placing them down and walking on them
A lyrical substance, and poetical trance
Make me take it back to the early 2000's writing in the family van
When my mind took the trip into consideration
My mind set loose all these explorations
So that pain that I laid aside, that fell on the page
The beginning of the even edged space
Made a smile on the expressionless face
Chorus
This is a storytelling narrative
I, myself taking you the steps I've took
Backtracking pictures and life events and make lyrics bloom
Soon I'll be published on the streets
No longer will I sit on the curb of the streets
What I love alive and well
Verse 3
Before that smile came I was sitting on curbs of the streets
Just to think, and get mind off things
At times cars flew past and drowned me in the puddles of the rain that fell
Clothes drenched and weighing me down when I tried to get up
Clouds over my head is what overcome
Hands shaking, unable to write..just so numb
People looking at me like I'm dumb
They couldn't see it felt like I had a collaped lung
Frozen from any bodily movement, my hand couldn't run
Tryna make the words out with my tongue
Verse 4
I just knew there was something more
Along the lines of finding forever
To the sky praying my words live forever
Even when my soul lays to rest, my words live in favor
You will know me and my behavior
That feeling that comes off the paper
Making eyes clearer when they read
The food for thought that feeds
Driving in through the crease
Connecting my soul and these beats
All to show you I'm just that dude living my dreams
Expressing myself from the inside
Taking the words and make it what I live
This isn't just a rap off to the side
Each hip hop track brings it all back
A voice that doesn't crack
My soul saying I never left
This is a book that's being written correct
Chorus
This is a storytelling narrative
I, myself taking you the steps I've took
Backtracking pictures and life events and make lyrics bloom
Soon I'll be published on the streets
No longer will I sit on the curb of the streets
What I love alive and well
