[VERSE 1] I wake up every morning, beats on my mind chasing a dream that I had last night put on these gloves, ready to fight browse social media, posting for likes people all around me, doubt me, alright I'm not gonna quit, 'til I'm living my life I'm determined, I'm gonna earn it hit the notepad, 'til I know how to word it, beat murdered homicided, I've decided to go strong 'til I'm gone, just a breath of fresh air in a lung of somebody young whose head's hung low we face it together, but conquer it though in the fast lane, trying to take it slow I make all this music, cause that's all I know and I don't really have anywhere else to go the light in my studio, calling me home why do we stress what they tell us words so hot they melt us but it's just nonsense from the mouths of the jealous, empty contents smart people arrogance, silly comments sellouts with no dreams, they don't get us in their suits and ties, corporate dress ups it's just another day for us and it's ours another day to make it, chasing stars [CHORUS] we are the dreamers, born for this looking at life wanting more than this we can be anything we want to be that's what we were told, and that's what we believe no matter who tells us different this is our life, let's make a difference we only got one, and it's never let late no matter your gender, age, or race [VERSE 2] I don't really want much, just a place of my own for one day when my mind ain't a war zone just to feel a little bit of peace, these beats are the sounds of the beast, when a warrior speaks I don't do this, to cover no bruises I literally do this to get me through this just another day, trying to find the strength to play I'm in my work clothes though, sacrifice life for pay as if money had power to buy a new day money gets burned, but ashes remain remnants of dreams here, blowing away money roots weeds that choke growing pains but we chase it, that's what we were taught to do from our youth, but it turns out the opposite's true follow the map that was written with facts let your dreams be your guide, let your mind relax [CHORUS]

Verse 1: I'm breaking up with myself today, it's either that or be broken by myself today and we don't have much to say, let's part ways trying to be strong in these hard days you the part of me I hate the most the one I hide but can't help but keep close you're the part of me I never wanted to built off you're the part of me, I'm gonna kill off kill off, not tryna be hard, still soft but ima push, till one of us falls off I'd rather be gone, then to let you win and one of us has to win, so I'm in this fight to the finish, can't give up, one of us will end it good bye self, hello tomorrow how does it feel, head to the barrel, let's get real Chorus: this goes out to the ones at war with the webs, the mind's spun, I'm done, no more back and forth trying to find the place, where my life runs reflections are deep, but they don't tell it right not all the wounds are in sight reaching for dawn, we fight through the night I'm not giving up I'm just done with this life Verse 2: let's break up, I've had enough of your voices you sound just like me speaking the poisons telling me I'm not good enough to make it telling me I'm just too afraid to brave it but your lies are blatant, I caught you slipping to the man in the mirror, your death is imminent it's time to split, I'm not defending it it's over! time to break up and start living it this is my life, and the miles are getting shorter every single lap is a step towards order trying to make sense out of the chaos stronger what doesn't kill us, only makes one of us the murderer Huh... this goes out to the ones who are battling feeling like there's no way out, against the madness, gambling risk it all here, all on the line, no fear, God on the mind, making me a door in the wall, for me to step inside not gonna hide, stepping out wide, swing high, bring my, five all the creatives, culture, flavors, hip-hop labors, the love, favors taking these beats, one down at a time, the battle was always, inside the mind Chorus...

Verse 1: there's nothing you could tell me to sell me the lie that it's good to be blind when you so far behind the line of the ones who were born to walk in the path of the ones who were born to rock cuz we the leaders, of the dreamers while you follow non believers you wasted drunk off your lack of creation got your tongue on the speakers just to taste it eyes behind a workload, to scared to face it man, I ain't tryna hurt ya feelings I'm just bein real, try n spire millions or at least just handful carrying a candle at a vigil, mourning individual Good morning, here's a visual Sun shine is here, in the Son, and it's critical to trust in the one who gives sight to the blind and vision so we don't perish, no longer dying Chorus: here's to the people out grindin' who ain't blinded know who they are dug through the mud to find it excited weighed down, but climbin' so many losses, but still fightin' here's to the people out tryin' who ain't blinded. put through the grinder but still don't mind it to the people out shinin' who ain't blinded everyday, out grindin' Verse 2: I ain't mad, i know you blinded dollar signs shining like a glare from the bling that you share, kinda... it's not like mad rich you like a cat fish cooked in a yacht, ate on a mattress when nobody's home, cuz they all out working life is a job core, i want more than searching flirting with that girl Destiny, she on my radar take me up the mountains with the chain off into a face off, praying that the God I trust will deliver me, I'm stepping off my Pharaoh's bus give me a gust, just a push, to see the burning bush, down before I drown, remove my shoes, cuz I'm on holy ground praise the Lord, take this mic and raise the Sword swing hard, and if I miss, then I dis-chord it's yours, as much as mine let's meet in the middle, be blind or shine either shine or be blind Chorus... Verse 3: I was blinded once, the system tried to teach me all it really taught me was there was no one who could reach me in a class room setting chalk board formulas the dust in my textbooks, showed that there was more to us we were forgotten, backseat listeners headphones on, no one really listened to us we were on our own, visionary's to bright to be blinded I learned to ride the beat with a mic but never shined it kept it buried till I broke free this is my poetry, it literally saves my life, every time the waves are over me and they crashing down, music gives me vision here, keep me from having to drown pain is internal, but life is Eternal I outsource the outer force, God is my world and my Universe, I trust him first to give me sight, so I ain't blinded I pluck my inner eye, and have him sign it! Chorus...

Verse 1: Another night without sleep, Close my eyes, and count sheep Just to spot the Shepard Strain at this blank screen Words won’t come out, gotta scream God can you hear me? Midlife, and I’ve been buried Nobody around to notice My soul is Stuck behind the door that closes My goal is Just to make it back alive One more time I count to five, And I breathe in Cry to the One that I believe In I thought that you were with me? But I’m alone, cuz no one really gets me And it’s way you made me, Supposedly, fearfully, with so much wonder And all I do is wonder, How did I go under This far Questioning, but it’s a start Wrestling with Jacob Tag team, not a break up, Yo, Life must be fiction Cuz it all feels made up Even with foundation, I hate all this make up Chorus: God can you help me, Please can you tell me, Something Anything, The silence is killing me I just wanna hear Your voice I’m tired of this running noise, God can you help me Please can you tell me, Something, Anything, The silence is killing me Am I where you want me to be? Are you still here with me Listening to me... Verse 2: I don’t wanna be this way I try and change But the darkness is strong today I make this song to play This is the way I pray, To light the way, through the world that has blinded me I need some hope, I just wanna make it home My heart is stone, cuz you can only beat flesh for so long Before it breaks, into a million little pieces I feel like, I’ve already prayed for You to heal this But the pain still lingers, and I don’t wanna feel this Way any longer I was young once, but now I’m just a monster With eyes that only glow in the dark Cuz that’s when I create my art The only way I spark, It’s either be creative, or be smart I’d rather make things, than take thanks for things So I can be the one that’s thankful, Even with a broken heart And when I’m finished I’ll be grateful for the start Cuz if it comes down to chance, I’ma roll the dice I’ve sold my soul twice, and almost lost my life When the money rolls in, It rolls out as quick as it gets spent Nothing to show for it, not even some cents Cuz you can't change, what you don't posses Dear God, here's my life, make it have some sense And give me purpose, To touch the ones feelin' worthless Myself included, included in the purchase With blood, let's Worship Chorus...

Verse 1: yo we were thrown in this fight, we didn't choose it jumped into the biggest movement, known as music tryin so hard not to lose it, before we find our way rocking to this beat, that was made by me and I... don't have much to say but I'ma open my mouth and speak any way ain't no politics here, that's why we D E F the 90s are back, and they ill, sick, and FRESH we the dope fiends, getting high on legal drugs the real ones, the kind you smoke through the ear drums you know the kind, that's good for the mind it's over here spitting these lyrics is twisted the gift is lifted up to Overseer now it's gonna be a long road weak n it's weary the weekend is near me, in theory i should be seeing more clearly but I'm blind for a second, from the light that I'm checking through these lyrics that I'm flexing Chorus: in the windows of my soul are all these cracks been through one two many flats and my eyes can't relax once you wake up, you can't go back sleep is easy, but it's hard to get there that's why we up all night, everywhere where the mind is painting on the walls we're not crazy, we're just chasing what we want Verse 2: hip-hop music, cultural blazes n fires basslines and drum sets, break beats and ciphers for all the bedroom studios bumping sessions kids chasing dreams, outrunning their depression the monsters we defeat get squashed by the beat that we make, we the creators of something great and no one replicates, while we respirate, to match rhythms 90 beats per minute, and they still can't pin em from the beginning when were chasing women, getting shut down nobody wanted us to come around and we learned to believe in ourselves, when no one else would which is better, when no one else could do it better, than we could when we were running our mouths to be noticed, but we were just misunderstood couldn't comprehend, what other's just could so we turned to the music, realized we just as good Chorus...

Verse 1: take this bloody heart, as long as it's bleeding it's on my sleeve, the night is feeding on my dreams, beneath the moon, screaming can anybody hear me? it's eerie and it's quiet, my soul is dim, it holds the cold in, because the winter's violent and I'm too tired to fight it any more, I've already done this before check my sword and the footsteps behind me, too big for being mine I'm bein chased by the devil's in my mind here we go again, another round of trying not to drown in the sea of what I coulda been, if I wasn't me and I don't like the guy even though he tried when all he did was climb fell off and died I sing of the songs of a broken spirit I chase the sun, hoping these'll get me near it one of these days, I won't be under the waves can't drown in, a mountain, climbing up, for for first place, Chorus: everyday we try, this is the way we fly, even with broken wings, our dreams, our lives, we try, we fly this is the way we rise even with broken wings, our dreams, our lives, we try, fly Verse 2: my tongue is sharp, that's why they call it a craft I run tracks I was born with this gift of rap, to give it back over beats, that were born from the stress the feet sweats, no defects, we need less of regrets, or regress, back where we were, before we were, where we are seems like we climb to fall far seems like we fly to fall hard, from the skies we try, we fail, we fall, we rise seems like we climb to fall far, from the skies we try, we fail, we fall, we rise we try to find our way, even though it's hard, even when it's dark that's why we cling to this art to shine a light, to illuminate, for those who can't see without spark we may fail, but we tried, which was the hardest part and we'll always be ahead of the ones who never took charge we follow dreams, not the dollar signs or all the other roads the world defines march to our own drums make our own designs Chorus...

Verse 1: whatever happened to be... all that you can be... now it's like whatever happened to me... i don't really like what I see i can't change what i've done what i've become, is not cement, i'm clay still so i lay still, and pray till the days will, get better, better yet, get better for us all, formulas, start small (small formulas for all) but as we push through the messes we've made, our heart's crawl till they can stand on the shoulders of the giants we've made fall because we push back, never stop fighting we prove that time and time again, this is our life 'n we only get one we better love more, before it's too late so we only regret none cuz when it's all said and done, it's the messes we can look back on and be left breathless Chorus: It's a beautiful mess, the beautiful-ness is not found in what i'm found in, but what I'm climbing out of, out into see the failures from before and improve till we know why we went through, what we've been through it's a beautiful mess in the makin', hiding in these sounds that I'm safe in sweeping out the dirt that came in out through the speakers beautiful mess, embrace it Verse 2: why do i do what i do, when it seems like i haven't done much lookin back, on the years, no grudge just a man in the makin', no dress up just a man about to waking, not a afraid to mess up too many stars passed by, no longer counting shoulda grabbed one, but i was too busy cowering behind a wall that my ghost built, panicking before the pandemic hit, like most will we so skilled, though -- potential isn't hidden, it's just buried burn piles from the past, got us scared, and weary afraid to speak up, not ignorant to the signs they still afraid of, dangerous minds those that think they know it all, no need to clean up while the rest of us, focus on, chasing what we dream of in our broken wings, surrounded by feathers we love our messes, knowing that's what makes us...better Chorus... Verse 3: every days a new one takin out the trashes fighting with the neighbors, while the paperboy crashes kids in the sprinklers, some are being bullies the girl scouts are next door, but all outta cookies parents at the movies, playin hooky from their jobs cuz they hate going to work, a probable cause little mike is in tears again, his brother pushed him down and his daddy picked him up, because his mom wasn't around she died of cancer, and Suzy has it too she's only 8, but her mom prays through pain while she heads off to work her second job forgetting where the mess is, giving it to God and it's hard down here, waiting for the news to hit so close to home, another war with the Flints but the Flints are at war too, tryna pay Rents and somehow there's beauty found in all of this mess Chorus...

Verse 1: this is my last ditch effort throwing up my hands now give it all to you, God, never put my hands down and i don't care what they say, cuz i believe in a King, that hears me when I pray and doesn't care what I bring cuz i got nothin but these broken dreams banging on a door that's never opening surrounded by wolves, but it's okay, as long as you are holding me nothing's really cold to me surrounded by fools they don't understand what's goin on inside this mind of mine holding every card i've got close, can't let 'em find em picking at my brain like they was diamonds all they get is blood, sweat, and tears, joined by hyphens and all these trials on my head speaking to the Romans no condemnation period. No colons. hanging up the doubts right here, it's on the line now questions on a Cold Sunday, i'm gonna find out Chorus: I don't think I know Just where I'm trying to go Or what I'm trying to be But I know that I believe On a cold Sunday, I met my King I wasn't there for Him, but He was there for me Verse 2: another winter come and passed, but my breath is on the glass drawing stick, figures, instead of six, figures i don't need the zero's, can't take em where i'm goin i just need my Hero, cuz the grave can't stow 'em and all these doubts i keep concealed, will be revealed every breath that i took was a gift, i took for granted, didn't look back enough to see I mattered just assumed I didn't matter, but I matter to Him, the one who took my Sins from here on after, paid the ransom all the fish in the sea, it was He that cast the net to catch em Captain of the Ocean, saved me from drownin' Picked me up, brought me in, dried me off, when they crowned Him King of Kings, on a Cold Sunday, He is the One Way, It doesn't matter what we say, He loves us anyway, died to bring life came back, and crushed my darkness with light Chorus...

i never had much, i always had touch i always had enough, cuz i always had love from my moms who was there for me i visit those days like therapy there's nothing like it nothing even close one of these days, we're all gonna be ghost that's why, i don't spend my days thinking of ways to please those who only wanna stand with swords and claim foes we here now, until we decompose some of us are there now, even in our clothes forgetting what's important, i'm searching the doors cuz there's gotta be a rose here, in the midst of thorns that's why i'm bleeding, not gonna stop until i find it as long as i'm fighting, and even if i die in it i'll go down swinging i'll come up believing i stand a chance as long as i'm dreaming and the stars are mine as long as they shine lighting the way up, one day at a time, and one of these days, the night's gonna be okay when i feel like i can face another day Chorus: i hear your tear drops fall, i reach for em all i'm watching, here, every time you call just say my name, i'll be there we'll get through the night, don't be scared i'll be there for you, every single step when you feel like you can't breathe, i'll be your breath when you feel like you've lost your way, i'll make steps when you feel like you can't go on, i'll take the rest Verse 2: another night, another fight, knowing what's around the corner, no light maybe just a little bit of glow, tryin so hard not to be miserable perspective is key, but there's so many locks we are the generation, of the burned out stars taught to obey the signs that say stop as if the only thing we drive was cars as hard as it gets, we keep on pushing we are visionaries, boundaries are pushed in nobody can touch us, not during the sunrise we been waiting our whole lives, doing the right thing, our time to shine, reaching for the skies, stand in line, keep each other company, no misery in mind that's what we dream of, now let's go chase it we have a future, now let's go make it we live on purpose, self help be banned, we need each other now more than ever, so take my hand and let's go, show em what we're made of we'll be brave together, even if we fail it Chorus...

Verse 1: i must of been a rapper in a past life maybe a good one, probably a decent child, too, a good Son who made the family proud successful with his riches, owned a home or 2, loved the job I held down in a past life or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 of 6 how far i go back, asking whose life is this a dream i had once, had me climbing to the top 8 years old, fell in love with hip-hop she was the only one outside of my moms who really paid attention, listened, to all of my songs and we were vibin', every night was a late one dropped my first album, in 2008, young now I'm feelin' washed up, tired and old haven't done much, never went gold but my heart got stronger, staying up late as lonely as its been, the hustle's been great Chorus: late nights alone, these lonely compositions freestyles and sessions coffee cup visions when the moon is out, the sky will light the way late night hustles, don't forget to hit save from the dusk to the dawn blank slate to mix down we start it from scratch, from the moment we sit down it's just me tonight, 16 pads of light more than just a hustle, this is my life Verse 2: i never check the time, might as well be lost 6 in the morning, my alarm goes off just lost sleep, in the middle of the week all the words we gonna bleep -- got me feelin' kind of weak but the playback got me feelin deep can't believe i wrote this, for all those who think i don't speak i'm an introvert, into work, in a (inner) search for the perfect words, to flip into a verse, now you hear me first, every second is a step from the past and every past has a second, where a step couldn't pass and in those moments, we smash move forward, with four words, walk on, broken glass tape decks and reels, vinyl scratches, n needles session for the people especially the real one who understand what it's like the best dreams are chased at night Late night, hustle Chorus...