Son Of Age - The Way and Life

I've got a dream
I've got a dream
I've gotta dream
But I cannot sing
I've got to dream
I've got to dream

Dream, dream, dream Dream, Dream,dream,dream, I said
Dream, dream, dream I've got to dream

I didn't walk on this earth, just to be cursed
By the company of bullies trying to get me serve
With their words blurts attempting to get me hurt
But they can't kick me, ass whip me to the dirt
Can I get a bit of funk in the drum? Step it
Can I get the ladies to get a little drunk, wasted?
Can I get the people in the front, to jump?
And make the weekend a time to remember the fun
Shake it
Got that thrift-shop for a discount, hip-hop, ripped-up clothes
So hipster, posing like a selfie-pic, never thought I could be that low
But tonight, I'm fresher than a victor, take your pick, I lit that bit
Quicker than tech on the mic spitting a million syllables a minute
Leftover verbs left the people, stumped and winded, pimpin'
We're one tonight, grab the wheel, and live for once in your life
Got to grab that feeling, and start peeling off the ribbons, the present
To see the light beaming, feel the fire given, within

Get up, raise the ceiling
The beat is wicked, wicked
Flow, the drinks are spilling
So, what, I really want to show
You, how I lit it, kick it, until the life can glow
Is that your soul now, showing, I really want to know?
(It's the light, the way, the truth, the life)

Now follow me, let this tight rhymer's fire, piper lead the way
No hype, on the mike, right, as I provide the nice, eyes shut, ears up
Take a, leap of faith, take a little to blaze, a flicker to be amazed, a mindful to stay
Hear the fine tune, might slew the demons reside inside you, bind you
Shine through, with the word, that sliced a few hantus, head count, from the front to the back
A legend, in the making, taking over the track, who would've, guessed? That dude had a knack
To rap, bearing it all, his soul, on the straps of his backpack, make rounds
Remember that time, they said you'll never, reach that goal? Forget that past, why you kept that for?
Just speed up, with the beat up, the re-up, release that flow

I'm the impossible kid, off-beat, the dork that got his aesop rocked
Like he got the key, to the treasure trove, chest opened, that he left unlocked
Lordie, let me showcase what I've got, now gather around, my flock
As I drop this wisdom, from the top, of the mount that use to beat my heart
Now I'm revived, gone are the, standard mobs, now to, the content that I make
I spit the truth, a huge sum of hard work with a pinch of faith, I'm bringing the depth
A slight off, the typical map, the bigger the track, the bigger the winnings when we step
Off the land, standing on the strength of the right hand, away from the nightmares
That plagued the damned, I'm on the irregular, the set that takes yah off the secular
Makes yah regal, so listen, and dance to spectacular

Written by:
Son of Age

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