Phero Hill - Small Talk

First things first
Let me calibrate the composition
Life ain't nothing but a motherfuckin' competition
Right, and now I live it for the fuck of it
I ain't on time 'cause I never got enough of it
Ten years on this solo wave
Tryna sharpen up the image while the photo fades
Only three away from thirty I should think about the consequence
Of slackin' in accomplishments and lackin' all my confidence
Uh, maybe I should make a run for it
Like run forest, do I really got the lungs for it
The Os low but it may be the anxiety
The stress of always feelin' I don't fit in with society
A slow stride, my pride has hella callouses
The wait until I make it is just throwin' off the balances
So where's the hope feelin' broken and talentless
Lowering my voice 'cause I hate the fuckin' sound of it
Yup, and now I'm trapped in banality
Back to the pain so its back to reality
Back to the shame, so it's back to same shit
The practicin' patience while passion is wasted
Ain't no faith when it fades to black
Leave the baggage in the past I got a wave to catch
So all of y'all that held me down are the ones who comin' up with me
I ain't really fuckin' with nobody that don't fuck with me

One time, for the people in the back
Two times, for my city on the map
Three times for the gang that I came with
Y'all ain't never listen now I gotta make a statement
Cause I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
Fuck all the discussion I ain't really with the small talk
Nah I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really wit the small talk
Nah, I ain't really with the small talk
Fuck all the discussion I ain't really with the small talk

Uh, this ain't a heart on my sleeve
At twenty seven nowhere near where I done thought I would be
I know my life ain't been as hard as it seems
But I'm sick of always feelin' like I'm caught in between
God damn
And if I gotta keep it honest
I do it for the culture I don't do it for the commas
I do it for the honor and I do it for my mama
I do it for the movement like Yuri Kochiyama
Yuh, I'm so acquainted to the stress somehow my calm about it
But fuck the questions I ain't in the mood to talk about it
Don't get me wrong about it honestly I'm cool with it
I'm just tryna prove that I been doin' more than bullshittin'
I'm the anomaly, audibly I'm an oddity
Honestly all the art got it hard to harness the harmony
Carving it in the tapestry rappin' and being Japanese
Happy is but a chapter I'm rapidly wrapped in agony
So cool out let the incense breathe
Been a minute since a motherfucker been debt free
I'll probably take it to the tomb always payin' my dues
So the pen is movin' 'til my thumb and index bleed, uh
I've always struggled with sayin' what's on my mind though
Like how you doin', man fuck it I'm doin' fine bro
But I'm afflicted the vision is such an open wound
I don't even know what the fuck it is I been going through, damn

One time, for the people in the back
Two times, for my city on the map
Three times for the gang that I came with
Y'all ain't never listen now I gotta make a statement
Cause I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
Fuck all the discussion I ain't really with the small talk
One time, for the people in the back
Two times, for my city on the map
Three times for the gang that I came with
Y'all ain't never listen now I gotta make a statement
Cause I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really I ain't really with the small talk
Fuck all the discussion I ain't really with the small talk
Nah I ain't really with the small talk
I ain't really wit the small talk
Nah, I ain't really with the small talk
Fuck all the discussion I ain't really with the small talk

Written by:
Chris Oka

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