R'mon the New Age - Closer (feat. Jac Steele)

We Hustle and we struggle just to make it to the top
Stay driven and determined in the end that's all we got
So we go, Go hard chasing this dream
Stay focus when it further than it seems
And we only get
Closer, closer, closer to the dream
Closer, closer, closer to the dream
When I was a kid I used do what I did I admit
That I was stubborn man it just didn’t click
And my teachers and my preacher and my bosses couldn’t reach me
Use to leave me subtle hints that they thought I wouldn’t be shit
But see I knew
That I was different I just didn’t fit
Like OJ’s hand in the glove so they say you acquit
I never did, just went legit but I got flustered
Got tired of playing Ketchup to try and get some mustard
No time for a mid life crisis on infinite earths
So many, dreams an ideas I give infinite births
And pass it on thru my seeds, to give them infinite worth
That’s generational wealth I’m generating it first
Because we lacked what we didn’t know
This is how we get it bro in love with the idea but they tell me
That’s a different show Afro futurism causing major cataclysm
To the system the children of the indigo
We Hustle and we struggle just to make it to the top
Stay driven and determined in the end that's all we got
So we go, Go hard chasing this dream
Stay focus when it further than it seems
And we only get
Closer, closer, closer to the dream
Closer, closer, closer to the dream
I remember all of the ciphers, free styling is fast man
Me and D Beat boxing, beating on windows and trash cans
Trying to develop style, using tools like a craftsman
On the attack man, like the heart of a fat man
Move like I’m Batman, a vigilante a masked man
Been in this for a minute kicking dust like a tazman
Ian devil, R’manian is a rebel
Always strive for the next level, when they want you to settle
Hold my beer guy, hold my shovel we about to dig deep
If you dig me then you get me and you know we don’t sleep
I knew a sheep, when he would speak he said Bah
Aren’t you too old to be a rapper, I said nah
They mad, they salty like saline
Don’t want no grown man speaking truth who’s not on THEY team
So when they call you whack what do THEY mean
It’s easy to control the masses, when their molasses
And they all think they want to be eighteen, forever
Forever ever and ever ever
We Hustle and we struggle just to make it to the top
Stay driven and determined in the end that's all we got
So we go, Go hard chasing this dream
Stay focus when it further than it seems
And we only get
Closer, closer, closer to the dream
Closer, closer, closer to the dream

Written by:
BART ALLMAND, JEFFREY STEELE, IRA LEE DEAN

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Walt Disney Music Company, Songtrust Ave

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