Struggles of an Aspiring MC, by SC Static & Militant Marxman

Struggles of an Aspiring MC

by SC Static & Militant Marxman

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1.	Struggles of an Aspiring MC (Intro) 03:19	lyrics	buy track
Struggles of an Aspiring MC (Intro) (Verse 1) I’ve paid this charge to make this art It’s like I’ve came this far to say this bar Despite skippin’ meals with an unfulfilled stomach And no budget, I can’t front I still love it And never been the same since the day that I found her Such an amazing encounter, I’m crazy about her Writing to her daily for hours and give it my all The only one who hears me out and lets me finish my thoughts At least that’s what I thought and it’s pissin’ me off Cause now I’m not even convinced that she’s been listenin’ at all I’m over this, you’re not a friend you’re an associate Gave me the beat but didn’t care to hear the words I wrote to it And knowin’ this made me devastated and spiteful When writin’ every night’s what you dedicated your life to That’s why my temper’s been elevated since High School Finding out your friends were threatened and never liked you But whether win/losin’ always kept my pen movin’ Showin’ improvement, doin’ what I’ve been doin’ Yeah, and I stand by my statements It’s who I am, I’ve embraced it Now that’s settled I’m calmer and less heckled No longer to stress devils, I’m onto the next level To sum it up if I could put it in a bar If I didn’t care what anyone thought, I would’ve been a star As all these obstacles are squandering your art I thought it was impossible and it was harder than I thought But whatever that’s in your heart that you desire If you try is able to be acquired You think I’m lying? I’m the proof in the flesh And guarantee you can’t predict what I’m gon’ do with it next All I could say to them’s this You don’t know what reward is until you’ve taken a risk Yeah, and that’s the greatest of gifts Took a leap of faith as it all came to fruish It only makes you stronger if it doesn’t kill you Yeah, I Used to Love H.E.R. and I still do And learned the hard way I think I needed to Went the long way and took the scenic route All for the love and desire to live free Struggles of an Aspiring MC (Hook) I’ve paid this charge to make this art It’s like I’ve came this far to say this bar Despite skippin’ meals with an unfulfilled stomach And no budget, I can’t front I still love it And never been the same since the day that I found her Such an amazing encounter, I’m crazy about her Writin’ to her daily for hours and give it my all The only one who hears me out and lets me finish my thoughts Or at least that’s what I thought and it’s pissin’ me off Now I’m not even convinced that she’s been listenin’ at all It only makes you stronger if it doesn’t kill you I Used to Love H.E.R. and I still do And learned the hard way I think I needed to Went the long way and took the scenic route All for the love and desire to live free Struggles of an Aspiring MC
2.	The Opposite Problem 02:47	lyrics	buy track
The Opposite Problem (Verse) Just another day of tryna make the pen jot But for whatever reason I ain’t doin’ the best job No calls, texts, or emails up in my inbox Writer’s block, you could almost hear a pin drop I feel like I could never finish what I start With the same beat on repeat while I’m sittin’ in the dark Damn, these are truly the worst times Tryna write a rhyme but I’m stuck on the first line I’m throwin’ darts in the dark Spiritually from the heart and left a mark with this art Yet I can hardly think And am selective with what I spit when I’m carving this ink So every bar is a tattoo And once you got one it’d be hard not to have two But my inner critic’s stuck in the way And I’m very aware that it’s rare I’ve got nothing to say Cause everyday there’s always something to express But today I just can’t come up with nothin’ I’m a mess And that’s why I feel hollow and won’t speak Cause this writer’s block cloud’s been followin’ all week So now I’m drawin’ a blank Even though I know I got plenty more in the tank But nothin’ worthy of writin’ So I’m in bed late in the afternoon, up early at night and On most days I would’ve made up a whole rhyme But now I’m shooting blanks steady wasting my own time Impatient with no grind Terrified and scared to hit the stage when it’s go time Underdog, I’m deranged and exhausted Something’s off thinking maybe I lost it Or maybe someone laced the tree I was puffin’ Cause I couldn’t even see and was way too eager to function Yeah, in spite of your tears What you’re witnessing here is a writer’s worst fear This shit is makin’ me nauseous Like somebody just flipped the creativity off switch (flick!) Feels like I gotta spell or curse to break Shakin’ nervous got me searchin’ for a word to say Like maybe I shouldn’t be holdin’ a mic But then again I wouldn’t even really know what it’s like (Chorus x 2) So ya’ll are not gonna stop him I mean just look at all the different concepts I’m jottin’ Yeah, So writer’s block’s not an option Cause to be honest yo I’ve got The Opposite Problem
3.	Thankless Job 03:30	lyrics	buy track
Thankless Job (Verse 1) Yo this ain’t the gift of gab, it’s the gift of rap The prophetic MC who never spit for cash So when I get down on a track and spew on a record I usually assume that it’s a mutual effort Check it, but if the beat ain’t free than treat me as civil There’s gotta be a way that we can maybe meet in the middle Considering to the extent that my rhyme goes When I’m the one in person spreading music at live shows Plus you know I ain’t got the budget for that So why don’t you help another brother out and cut me some slack? (Jack!) I can’t front as a friend I’m kind of pissed Gotta pay for the session, not to mention the final mix While I wrote it for free and it took days to complete it Plus all the extra money that it’s gonna take to release it But unfortunately that’s the way that it’s made A 12 year slave that never got paid for my trade And I wish I didn’t have to MC so desperately But it’s so expensive with each beat sold separately As I get upset the more I recite My whole life I can’t afford to record what I write Damn, takin’ advantage cause they’ll doubt I’ll make a profit ever So sorry fans but my next album might be droppin’ never (Verse 2) So I rock with Militant Marxman cause he ain’t chargin’ Every record’s a joint effort that we put our heart in Which nowadays is few and farther between Even people I used to work with started chargin’ a fee Damn, and maybe I’ve been gettin’ bitter but jeez Go try to find me an iller MC to spit it for free Huh? I’m undervalued cause I’m lyrical as fuck And wrote for 6 months for you to listen to it once Got try to replicate the skills that I came with And get yourself a replacement to fill in these blanks with Man that’s like playin’ scrabble with no vowels Ya’ll done fucked up now and shackled your own style Without the words there’s no melody for your head That’s like eatin’ peanut butter and jelly without the bread I’m just sayin’ there’s no me without my pen To jot gems, like who’s Eric B without Rakim? But it’s whatever man I hope it was worth it Next time around we’ll see how much that I’ll be chargin’ for verses Yet I agree you need the beat it’s enormous I’m just sayin’ that the MC is of an equal importance So now I’m lookin’ for a bank to rob Cause reppin’ “Real Hip Hop’s” been a Thankless Job
4.	Perfect 02:44	lyrics	buy track
Perfect (Verse 1) In order to prevail you oughta plot a scheme In baseball I’ve learned to fail more than I succeed Which taught me how to deal with problems when they would come up I’m a monster and a lover filled with bottomless hunger It’s the quest I’m on to try to find unsolvable answers The stress from tryna live up to impossible standards Than that’s when Static’s inner passion came together And Sam started rappin’ as a reaction to the pressure I’m the truth in the flesh, always spewin’ it best So anything rumored as less, I’ll refuse to accept I’m a Hip Hop purest, MC at all costs Tweakin’ these bars until they’re free of all flaws My own worst critic, fussin’ over sucker shit Forgettin’ I once did it for the fun and for the love of it To only cover up what hides beneath the surface At times I wonder if it’s worth it, striving to be Perfect (Verse 2) As long as I can say my message was heard I’m content with every word, my intentions are pure With so many suggestions the jealousy is endless Till part of me feels defenseless, it’s hard to deal with friendships I’ve given up on treating peers with respect Cause I’m not able to live up to their idea of success They see my wallet then lecture me with their logic Potential for their pocket, the pressure to make a profit But I hold the only protection to my legacy And been too consistent for you to question my integrity They tell me “Spit that hardcore”, “Keep the beats lethal” But I shouldn’t have to speak evil just to please people And all I hear about’s what they would do if they were me But it’s plain to see you would’ve settled for complacency Or maybe they just wanna see me do well But either way nobody’s been harder on me than myself
5.	Goin' for Self 04:03	lyrics	buy track
Goin’ for Self (Verse1) Yo since I was chosen to help I exposed how I felt Plus I ain’t got nobody else so I’m Goin’ for Self And I’ve been rhymin’ but I got a long way to go still But walk the wrong way and you could end up as roadkill Wish I had a buck or half a dutch to pack an 8th When you’re feelin’ out of luck and out of touch and out of place Till I offered up some praise and was humbled by his grace Cause a lot of things were great that have come from my mistakes Cause I’m a student of the movement and street And was influenced by the music as I groove to the beat The goal was never to be the best but the truest MC It was never encouraged of me I just knew it was me So I put another beat on as I speak to the track With no one that I can lean on or to lean on me back Cause that’s the fabric from which Static was sown Back on my own so I guess I gotta go at it alone Cause I’m Goin’ for Self (Verse 2) What I want is my passion to have a marriage with wealth A lot of times I’ve been so broke but too embarrassed to tell But above all other blessings what I cherish is health And can’t help anyone else till I take care of myself Yo, it’s much easier to excel when you’re prosperin’ Back then there was no pressure when to fail was an option And I feel honored that for you I fell in your top 10 But life is hard and it feels like it’s hell that I’m locked in Went off rails after lost sales when it all fails With dark tales full of park trails and cigar smells This brand’s my own by leaving somethin’ in each poem That’s why I stand alone and need nothin’ to lean on Cause I can’t seem to find a match for me to stay And it’s too sad to even say but it had to be this way But now I’m fine I feel revived and I’m back And as Static in any environment I can adapt Cause I’m (Goin’ for Self) (Verse 3) So as I flow to the rhythm I just hope that you listen To my ambition as I carry on this golden tradition Cause it was my own decision to go on this mission So all that love that we’ve been given and we show’s unconditioned As I spark up some izm and converse with my homies Cause most of these fair weather friends curse or condone me Who have their own opinion and an urge to control me So when I go to work I do my verse by my lonely Cause I do care about the seeds that I’ve grown So I should establish and clarify the needs that I’ve shown Cause I was terrified of being alone But would take advantage whenever I would be in a zone Plus the more that my heart is broken, the faster I’ve been growin’ And I’m anxious to blow up but gotta master my emotion Through patience it’ll come that’s why I’ve captured every moment It ain’t just where you’re from, it’s where you’re at, and where you’re goin’ And I’m (Goin’ for Self)
6.	Speak It to a Beat 02:54	lyrics	buy track
Spit It to a Beat (Verse 1) It’s like I’m havin’ flashbacks as I’m vibin’ to the tracks Now every second that goes by reminds me of the past We all do but only some are willing to speak up To preach peace but now you’re caught in some deep stuff Man I seen the same car at the same spot The same braud at the sam bar with the same shot In a world full of psychos and sheep Global leaders get impeached then the cycle repeats Producing citizens who brag about their wallet And live like their life’s over now that they’re out of college Cause everybody’s chasing doe doin’ their thing I’m like the only one I know who’s still pursuing his dream It’s a test of faith on this quest to fate I don’t repeat faults so I don’t regret mistakes The fan fair’s what inspired me to care But as soon as I step off the stage it’s like I’m not even there (Chorus) For so long I’ve been livin’ incomplete Adored by my peers with the gift of an MC They love the way it sounds to the rhythm of the street They don’t listen when I speak till I Spit it to a Beat For so long I’ve been livin’ incomplete Ignored by my peers with the wisdom that I keep They love the way it sounds to the rhythm of the street They don’t listen when I speak till I Spit it to a Beat (Verse 2) Cause as an MC lyrically I receive spiritually Now that I’ve achieved wizardry I’m perceived differently Believe in mysteries the more that I learn Now there’s another wack rapper every corner I turn With no, moral concern now they’re wondering how come? There’s more views on the interview than the album Followin’ fads, turning music into fashion Consume you by distractions from human interactions I buy albums cause the physicals last long But now you can find me on any digital platform To reach my listeners and teach resistance Unleash the victims to then release the prisoners Agree with my opinions when I say ‘em on a record But if I said it in conversation they’d get offended Maybe that’s why I had to write so many songs Cause it’s the only way I could let ‘em know what’s goin’ on (Chorus) For so long I’ve been livin’ incomplete Adored by my peers with the gift of an MC They love the way it sounds to the rhythm of the street They don’t listen when I speak till I Spit it to a Beat For so long I’ve been livin’ incomplete Ignored by my peers with the wisdom that I keep They love the way it sounds to the rhythm of the street But don’t listen when I speak till I Spit it to a Beat
7.	Real Writers Never Die 03:37	lyrics	buy track
Real Writers Never Die (Verse 1) Yo I got a negative amount of bucks in my account And 10 albums I don’t know when the fuck are comin’ out Cause I need to make a little cash I’m broke But got soul to compensate for my lack of doe Yo so here we go my only care is this pen So inspired nowadays I don’t know where to begin Cause it’s out of my control, it comes and it goes So I inhale smoke, and turn a blunt to a roach Till I can’t tell the difference between seconds and minutes A couple more clock ticks until this record is finished Then review what I write and spew it till the song’s tight With a booth and a mic man I could do this all night Na na it’s on and poppin’ when I’m jottin’ a verse Becoming popular with profit are just not my concerns So I could rock a full set without droppin’ a curse That’s why at times I’m even spotted rockin’ rhymes in a church Inebriated off the grace from above So when you see me nowadays I ain’t the same as I was I’m like a different car by the same mechanic Blessed mics and never took a single stage for granted (Chorus) But a, sometimes I (Get the Blues) Hit the paper with the rhyme when I (Get the Blues) Gettin’ faded off the La when I (Get the Blues) Feindin’ that marijuana high when I (Get the Blues) So I, So I could spit what I wrote and feel somethin’ Clear the flem from my throat and keep bustin’ Light up the dro and take a toke cause I’m still puffin’ A little marijuana smoke never killed nothin’ Matter fact put your lighters in the sky If you’re feelin’ the vibe, Real Writers Never Die And one time for the beautiful most high Steadily on my job, Real Writers Never Die But sometimes I (Get the Blues) Hit the paper with the rhyme when I (Get the Blues) Gettin’ faded off the La when I (Get the Blues) Feindin’ that marijuana high when I (Get the Blues) (Verse 2) Ayo it SC Static from da da da block You claim to be MC’s, ugh but butcha not So I rock for the props and blunt puff the pot Unpunched all the clocks then bumrushed the spot Whatchu know about takin’ solo trips to the city Rippin’ open mic nights with no doe on your grizzly In the same sweatpants, yeah dressin’ mad bummy Returnin’ recycling bottles for some gas money Now that’s funny but painfully true In order to get by it’s what I gotta shamelessly do So no I can’t buy you a present and my ride ain’t expensive But what I can do is give my undivided attention Check it! From NY’s Orange County out to Cali’s I represent my home in Hudson Valley not the ally So I ain’t rappin’ with you half assed gebronis I’m unmatched in rap like my Dad’s raviolis These ain’t for you if you’re reluctant to listen Ain’t demandin’ your respect I get enough cause it’s given Drivin’ hands free and steerin’ the wheel with my knee While simultaneously rollin’ up a dub of some tree Singing (Chorus) Sometimes I (Get the Blues) Hit the paper with the rhyme when I (Get the Blues) Gettin’ faded off the La when I (Get the Blues) Feindin’ that marijuana high when I (Get the Blues) So I, So I could spit what I wrote and feel somethin’ Clear the flem from my throat and keep bustin’ Light up the dro and take a toke cause I’m still puffin’ A little marijuana smoke never killed nothin’ Matter fact put your lighters in the sky If you’re feelin’ the vibe, Real Writers Never Die And one time for the beautiful most high Steadily on my job, Real Writers Never Die
8.	After the Show 02:39	lyrics	buy track
After the Show (Verse 1) As a performer after shows when I’ve rapped on sets More times than not Static’s always passed on sex But I caught a vibe from a hotty lookin’ mad fresh Spotted in a black dress watchin’ from the back left And I can usually tell in advance Some are real fans, others wanna get in your pants But with this girl I had to really think as I wonder Can’t tell if she wants my YouTube link or my number They either see me as single or as a songwriter So they’re either tryna mingle or pull an all nighter And that’s a trap that I should avoid then Cause the guy standing next to her is probably her boyfriend With that being said I should probably go Unless you want to accidentally come follow me home We both laughed cause it could’ve been perfect But potential future repercussions wouldn’t be worth it (Chorus x 2) (One Flow) One Flow (Good to go) Good to go (After the show) After the show (I’ll pull your hoe boy) But I won’t (One Flow) One Flow (Good to go) Good to go (After the show) After the show (I’ll pull your hoe boy) Just so ya know (Verse 2) Take it from me cause homie I’m not lyin’ But women just flock to me now that I’ve stopped tryin’ They show love and are impressed in awe But I can’t always tell what their real intentions are They see the person who’s written these rhymes and words and Don’t see the countless hours spent behind the curtain So it’s really up to me to be the bigger man Cause some of these women are married and genuinely fans I’m here to teach a lesson when it’s all said and done Cause there’s a deep connection that I’ve seen in everyone And you could laugh at that and call me a “gaylord” But keep in mind I’m turnin’ down girls you would pay for Plus I seem to attract a certain kind of depth Usually someone in mourning or hurting from a death And respected what I said so my work is never done God comes first still searchin’ for the one (Chorus x 2) (One Flow) One Flow (Good to go) Good to go (After the show) After the show (I’ll pull your hoe boy) But I won’t/That’s what she wants (One Flow) One Flow (Good to go) Good to go (After the show) After the show (I’ll pull your hoe boy) Just so ya know/But I won’t
9.	Back to the Lab 02:30	lyrics	buy track
Back to the Lab (Verse 1) So it’s Back to the Lab like I did it from day one In fact it’s the same exact place that I came from To mic check, maybe put a few to the test Cause everyday’s a different mood with somethin’ new to express So Static’s never bored when I’m lightin’ the piff With 4 albums to record, now I’m writin’ the 5th Like I’m already plannin’ for after it’s over Guess I’m overcompensatin’ for my lack of exposure It’s a release till at least I’m in my right mind To write at night time, each rhyme is a lifeline I take my time with a song like a take home To meditate with the wordplay in my safe zone The space where I keep my stash and an ashtray My favorite place to escape after a bad day Away from this world’s merciless taboo Cause I don’t got a crew or a girl to go back to So it’s (Back to the Lab) (Verse 2) So it’s Back to the Lab as the main resort Just pickin’ up where I left off the day before As I recall that I used to hate bein’ alone Till I learned that it’s the only way to get me up in a zone Cause I ain’t ever been no casual rap dude Record, rip a show, and then the Lab I’ll go back to From friends guest rooms to neighbors basements It’s the same formula just the location changes The reason I rhyme was never for yes-men And had such a hard time gettin’ attention At first it was never the microphone I would fiend for Cause that would mean that I would have to speak and be seen more But for any person with their mind blocked I hope you got your own version of what I got Yet I’ll admit I do it selfishly And plus I ain’t really got nowhere else to be So it’s (Back to the Lab)
10.	Always Had a Dream 03:08	lyrics	buy track
Always Had a Dream (Verse 1) It’s like my whole life I’ve had this dream that I’ve dreamt And everyday that I’m awake I believe in it less Cause no matter how much effort it won’t seem to progress And what I consider fulfillment’s not seen as success But I love Hip Hop with every beat in my chest So when I’m speakin’ to a track I like to reach from my depths Cause it’s therapeutic for me to release my regrets But then again this music has been the reason I’m stressed Damn this shit sucks, I wasn’t prepared for such And I can’t give up because I care too much It used to make me happy now I’m feelin’ lonely and blue It makes me question things that I already know to be true Damn I wanna quit but I’m not sure of how to choose I guess the hardest part of life is learnin’ how to lose A griever of defeat that needed to be freed I no longer see it as a dream, I see it as my being (Verse 2) I think I’ve given up on the idea of “makin’ it” And the idea of me bein’ in a relationship Shit, I don’t even know what to make of it I guess that I must lack the things it takes to make it fit It makes me sick like all this time I just wasted it It makes me angry and impatient and I may just quit Even though this rap thing is like my favorite shit It may be time for me to take a break or take a trip Like I’m diggin’ my own grave with every page I flip As major record labels wanna change the way I spit It’s not that I’m not good enough and I can’t make a hit Its cause I love Hip Hop too much for me to fake a script So now I’m at the crossroads thinkin’ this is it It didn’t go the way I planned but I wished it did I guess my dreams were too big as a wishful kid Now I can finally retire from this blissful bid
11.	Pretty Okay 04:25	lyrics	buy track
Pretty Okay (Verse 1) Since about the age of 7 I could hold mics Experiment with different methods till the flow’s nice No girlfriend, one Ex, and no wife And pretty much have been single my whole life And I would love to change that if you asked me But the weed and rap beats would have to take a back seat I’m just tryin’ to find the right challenge Pick my battles wisely cause life’s about balance On one hand my Grandma dukes is gettin’ old And pretty soon she’s gonna have to move into a home Cause it’s a slow death the way dementia kills If we decide to move her out it’d be against her will On the other hand, my Mother’s got A-fib From worrying bout her kids growing up the way they did So now I’m chillin’ with my parents when I have time Cause my Dad’s 3 years older than when his Dad died Damn, but I’m not even tryna plan for it But thinkin’ of it I don’t think my Mom could handle it My Uncle’s got 3 kidneys, only 1 works My Aunt’s got 1 left cause she gave up hers My friends Mom got cancer in her breast now All these health scares really got me stressed out I can’t relate to the people of my own tradition My whole existence like I’ve only been into older women I want love but I’m stuck with one nights The last nice guy with a luckless love life So instead of thinkin’ bout it I’ma channel it And add another classic banger to the manuscript My Sister’s are both married and settled in Devoted Queens to a new life with better men So on the upside I’m bout to be an Uncle soon My guess, 1st born would be the month of June And who me? Yeah I’m as lonely as a soldier Focused on the flow but I’m only gettin’ older Never been the type to try to make a hit record I could only be accountable for this second Which I revere as a favor to fans Because fear is the greatest motivator of man So precise that it’s like a knife pennin’ out my blood So I write like my life depends on it cause it does (Chorus) Cause most people think I’m lonely when I smoke But truthfully I love it, it’s my only way to cope Cause I’ve been havin’ a shitty old day As my Ex would say I’m feelin’ “Pretty Okay” I ain’t complainin’ I ain’t fishin’ for blues I’m just sayin’ we’ve been put in a position to lose Cause I’ve been havin’ a shitty old day As my Ex would say I’m feelin’ Pretty O-kay (Verse 2) I feel different but it’s just another day Going through the motions and accustomed to the ways That most fellowships got ended by betray I’m just tryna be me and keep some friends along the way But some friends I had to sever at the hand Cause the way I live is something they could never understand Fully invested in everything I do So I’m sorry but that leaves no room for you Yo, cause to me it ain’t wishin’ it’s a requirement When your debts preventin’ your parents from retirement So when I rhyme you hear intention in my voice Plus I’m unsigned but my independence ain’t a choice But I’ve been chosen you could read it in my palms Or find it in the Bible, you could see it in the Psalms Loyal to a fault so my feet’ll never fall And was raised by a Dad who never cheated on my Mom’s My biggest doubters are the ones who now believe in me My old fans could give a shit about my new release Cause it ain’t hardcore, tellin’ me I’m off pitch I’m heartbroke and don’t remember when it all switched Regardless I’ll continue to spit as you could see My old producers still been hittin’ me with newer beats Peace to Marxman and to his beat machine I’m grateful and can’t express how much it means to me Cause those that know God and turn to him in petenance Will find satisfaction in his remembrance So when I glow I get permission to shine Plus I would never write a rhyme to waste my listener’s time People dyin’ in the street cause they can’t eat All from tryin’ to explain what you can’t teach That’s like tryna draw somethin’ that you can’t see All from tryna be someone that you can’t be (Chorus) Cause most people think I’m lonely when I smoke But truthfully I love it, it’s my only way to cope Cause I’ve been havin’ a shitty old day As my Ex would say I’m feelin’ “Pretty Okay” I ain’t complainin’ I ain’t fishin’ for blues I’m just sayin’ we’ve been put in a position to lose Cause I’ve been havin’ a shitty old day As my Ex would say I’m feelin’ Pretty O-kay
12.	What's the Point? 03:09	lyrics	buy track
What’s the Point? (Verse 1) Once I complete the verse I speak the words till each occurs Without a reason first at least just for releasin’ nerves But not embarrassing that I’m white’ll make it even worse Put in work until they respect me as an MC like Serch That’s why I keep it pure to reinsure for he and her That they can see their worth, defeat the urge, and beat the curse If that don’t work then take a hit from this joint Cause if life you didn’t enjoy than you’re missin’ the point This wisdom is joined with izm as I blaze up my grass Relayin’ raps tryna escape from the day I just had And zone by mistake on a quote that I wrote for the page It’s almost too late for me now as far as goin’ on dates Rollin’ up 8ths religiously before I put this mic to rest That’s why each rhyme I’m writin’ next is like it’s life or death While puffin’ izm till I’m stoned and bars get written best I’m just a victim of my own artistic discontent So if you see me take a verse too seriously It’s cause there’s something that I’m tryna work through spiritually So-so unless I get to finish as I write this poem You can probably bet that I’m gonna spend this night alone And if I do happen to finish up this same painting Keep in mind that only satisfies today’s craving With too much passion at hand to not reveal it I’m kinda crazy and understand that Sam’s a lot to deal with (Chorus) Cause I love rollin’ up to smoke a ton and flow to drums And never opened up to go for love but hope it comes So now I’ve been figuring how to balance both at once But you would think by how I’m livin’ that I’ve chosen blunts Cause I love rollin’ up to smoke a ton and flow to drums And never opened up to go for love but hope it comes So I’ma write another rhyme and light another joint It’s cool but if you’re losin’ love for it then What’s the Point? (Verse 2) Plus it’ll probably leave my lungs destroyed For all those years of packin’ weed into this loveless void Yet I’ll admit it’s still fulfilling and fun Spillin’ lyrics with feeling until inner healing is done Yet I would still do this even if I didn’t get paid Matter of fact I never have and still deliver the same So when I pass away this is what I’ll have to display I’ll be craftin’ gettin’ blazed till the last of my days And I realize that this may be meaningless to you But there’s a feeling and a mood that I reveal with every tune What you’re dealing with is truth like you’re steering off of shrooms Through the ceiling to the moon like a helium balloon Press repeat and then resume as I continue to do Not only writing songs but edit my own videos too This kid is the truth, it’s evident I’m blessed with a presence Yeah I want success but not if lovers have to be Ex’s (Chorus) Because I love rollin’ up to smoke a ton and flow to drums And never opened up to go for love but hope it comes So now I’ve been figuring how to balance both at once But you would think by how I’m livin’ that I’ve chosen blunts Cause I love rollin’ up to smoke a ton and flow to drums And never opened up to go for love but hope it comes So I’ma write another rhyme and light another joint It’s cool but if you’re losin’ love for it then What’s the Point?
13.	I'll Get a Job 02:48	lyrics	buy track
I’ll Get a Job (Verse 1) Honest to God, I promise I’ll Get a Job If that’s what it takes for me to be with you by your side I’d give up my day’s funds just to pay for your sons I would work for 8 months just to take you to lunch Cause to me that’d be the most meaningful reason to spend I would even work the weekend to see you again Cause we all got our own life to live I would work a night shift for my wife and kids Shit, but who am I really kidding for funk’s sake It’s only a matter of time before I’m writin’ on lunch breaks No matter how much I pretend it’s okay I’ll probably never settle or have the intention to stay For this type of lifestyle I was not designed Tryna juggle rhymin’ live with a 9 to 5 Part time when I vibe in the booth refocused Gave it 2 weeks then gave it my two weeks notice But I swear when I say (Chorus x 2) I’ll Get a Job right now, if you want me to. I swear (Verse 2) See for years I’ve been rhymin’ now I’m findin’ it funny Investing all of my time but not a dime of my money Cause to me it’s more than rap, it’s therapeutic to me One of the only Fordham grads who never used his degree Cause I’m an MC so to me music is first Lookin’ stupid when they ask me what I’m doin’ for work Which in turn, makes me feel cynical and depressed Thinkin’ I should get a job and be miserable with the rest A pain in the neck and a waste of well breath I’ll gain their respect if I embrace myself less I understand there’s maturity in security But I gotta be honest I don’t understand the urgency Like it’s some kinda crucial life or death emergency So I’ll be workin’ overtime to lessen your concern for me But first just let me finish these couple of verses up And if it doesn’t work there ain’t no need to worry cause (Chorus x 2) I’ll Get a Job right now, if you want me to. I swear
14.	People That You Knew 03:10	lyrics	buy track
People That You Knew (Verse 1) Yo I never thought that I would have enemies in this life Till I dedicated myself as an MC on this mic Guess it comes with the territory when publicly spittin’ Talk is cheap so everybody can afford an opinion But I’m an artist and I come from within I guess there’s somethin’ about me that must get under your skin Why is it that the words I’ve written always get on your nerves? And what is it I have that you think I didn’t deserve? Huh? I’m just a human like you in the same shoes Who chose to obey the game’s rules and to pay dues There’s no excuse for the doubt that you think Two faced as the truth’s comin’ out when you drink Kept friends close without knowin’ my enemies were closer My fault for trustin’ you further than I could throw ya Watch who you allow in your circle of pals Cause there’s a fine line between a sly smirk and a smile (Verse 2) So here we go different day same witty flow Same kid that’s been hatin’ on every video Cause overall I’m met with honest respect But yet there’s always that one person who’s just not as impressed So he makes it known sending me anonymous threats Assassinate my character to make my confidence less Through pompous attempts, he comments obsessed But you can come and see me live dog, I’m calm in the flesh Delusional thinking you won this fight Cause now on every track you went and added one dislike But you could never penetrate the skin of a rebel Tryna put my faith in question I’m convinced you’re the devil And it’s sad to see animosity showin’ Cause the harsh reality is that I probably know him From all the personal attacks and resentment Man I can sense it, we probably once had a friendship
15.	What Good is it? 03:05	lyrics	buy track
What Good is it? (Verse 1) Cause I’m not only a participant but student of the subject So I’m not interested if it’s been proven unproductive Just look at all I’ve been able to pull without a budget Plus not to mention all the endless bullshit I’ve put up with So if success I don’t achieve for my dream’s sake I’ll still have plenty reason to believe and to keep faith Regardless if I’m missin’ or I’m meetin’ release dates If you didn’t listen then it would be a complete waste But fortunately the more that I struggle All that torture only forces me to pour in it double And I don’t have the money yet but thank God for my fans Cause unlike my friends I can’t count ‘em all on my hands And just doin’ it for me isn’t enough Well it was until I discovered my listeners’ love As they tell me it’s important and I felt you were right So every rhyme that I design is meant to help you in life (Verse 2) Cause otherwise all this time would not be justified And must confide that most these rhymes were written drunk and high But never prone to decreasing my honed skill Cause that’d be like me writing to a beat that I don’t feel Reachin’ for a deal that’s as cheap as any thrill Or seekin’ for appeal if the reason isn’t real A soulless mannequin because you’re livin’ spiritless But couldn’t handle what you wished if you were given it So what good are a lyricists words? If in turn the verses don’t increase the listener’s worth? It wouldn’t be complete until they understood what you speak Like what good is a beat you wouldn’t want to put on repeat? And stood to your feet and lifted up your tush from the seat Yet so smooth too that it could probably put you to sleep That’s why I’m slept on, which provided me with pressure And can argue is the reason that I’ve gotten even better
16.	Never Needed It 02:57	lyrics	buy track
Never Needed it (Verse 1) For so long I thought I needed their council Sellin’ myself short feelin’ indecent and doubtful My parents always told me never speak with a mouthful If you can’t change them then change the people around you I never rapped because I needed attention I need to walk around with a crew full of yes-men Don’t need henchmen to applaud your acceptance And Lord knows I don’t need more forced friendships I don’t need your insecurities or stubborn fears And I don’t need people who only tell me what I want to hear Keepin’ it movin’ so these problems won’t be re-occurring Seekin’ approval cause I thought I needed reassurance But I’ve been fortunate and blessed with health And never needed your permission to express myself Some people’s levels of perception are so low That they can only show respect to people they don’t know Others root for you as long as they can come and visit But don’t want you on the train unless you got an extra ticket Repeatedly defeated by these clever deviants So keep it cause it’s easy to see that I Never Needed it (Verse 2) So it’s back to where I started hidden deep in my roots Always been a solo artist, never needed a group Never needed alcohol, never needed your dope What good is drug abuse when you just tryna speak from the soul? I never needed a bong like I needed my Mom And I never believed in God till I headed the Quran I never needed your intake or your help All I ever needed was a little faith in myself Never doubted and proceeded with a pen and pad To realize I never needed what I didn’t have And through the grief I never needed a girlfriend Even though at times I know it feels like the world ends And never needed medication for night chills And never needed pills to experience life’s thrills I’m done complaining and revolving the trapped door You gave me everything there’s nothing more I could ask for Ironically that’s why we celebrate birthdays To try to remind us of why we’re here in the first place Cause you can’t bring that load of baggage on the road So that means that all those old unhealthy habits gotta go
17.	The Man on the Flyer 04:58	lyrics	buy track
The Man on the Flyer (Verse) It all started from a Facebook event That I saw was reposted on the page of a friend I never clicked on it though or ever thought of it then Until I went on Instagram and then I saw it again It read “Ultramagnetic MC’s” in bold letters With a man underneath it in a Gucci coat leather So I figured if I went I’d get the chance to meet Some legends at 168 Delancey Street So l looked to see what time it was happenin’ A music lounge on the lower east side of Manhattan So I went the next week to the Delancey With a couple blunts rolled with my man P As we anxiously invite more stares Cause we’re pretty blatantly the only white boys there But there was no need to see ‘em as a threat Cause by everyone we were greeted and treated with respect Especially by that one Man on the Flyer Which meant a lot to me and saw him as a man to admire Then he turned and introduced me to who his homie was And as I turn to shake his hand I see it’s Tony Touch Which caught me off guard cause I was kinda starstruck So we went back to the car to grab a cigar dutch Then the guy on the flyer asked where we were headed? I said to smoke a blunt but we’d be back in a second He laughed then said that you don’t need to go to smoke pot Or worry bout cops cause I run the whole block So I sparked it right there on the spot Then passed it to the Man on the Flyer while it was hot He took a deep pull then told me his name And explained how history runs deep in this game Affiliated with Ultramagnetic MC’s Kool Keith, Easy Mo Bee, and Immortal Technique Poison Pen, Smoothe Da Hustler, and Lil Fame Plus anybody else in the game you could name, insane! So I said that I was cut from the same Cloth he was cut from and all I’m spittin’ is flames So I asked him for a feature and I threw him the beat Cause we both agreed that he was gonna do it for cheap And not only that but he’d get Skanks on it for free And if I paid upfront then he could even get Kool Keith, jeez Thinkin’ this could be my ticket to fame I hit the MoneyGram the next day so he could get paid He got the money then he gave me a call Said he’s going to the studio today to record And he got my verse ready to go and so does Skanks too Just send the doe for Kool Keith and we’re cool So I said “I just did $400 unfront” Then he said “yeah but what about the studio son?” “It costs about $160 for him there in the flesh, So just send me what you can and I’ll take care of the rest” So I sent $60 bucks to him soon as I could Then he told me that “the money went through and we’re good” As I waited a week, but the track wasn’t sent With this underlying suspicion in the back of my head So I gave him a call and asked him “What’s up?” He said he’s away but he’d be back at the end of the month But he’d get Kool Keith’s verse up on the song for later Cause right now he’s on tour with Dan the Automator I said “Damn, no doubt. That shit is dope. But there’s one last thing I must ask before I go. It’s about this funny feeling I had When you agreed to do the track without hearing me rap And then after I sent, I noticed and checked And got a notification you hadn’t opened it yet” So then he listened to the track that I wrote Then called me back like “Damn bro, shit is actually dope” Sayin’ to himself, kid is kinda nice “I can’t even front yo I had to listen to it twice. If you could rhyme like that I’ll find you a spot then. Who knows I may even have to show this to Rakim” Like “No way! I’d be honored to have my disc played” Thinkin’ that I just finally caught my big break If you could only see the smirk on my face Like all these mixtapes and missed dates weren’t a waste Basically sayin’ to me “I’m already signed” So in my mind I feel like the world’s already mine He spoke to me as I stayed on the line With this self made multi king of NY He told me how from “Off the block he survived Through Hip Hop and how he knew Pac when was alive” Then spoke for another 2 hours on the phone line About my future and him giving me a cosign Thinkin’ to myself I can’t believe he chose mine Sent him all my music links and the whole 9 Plus if you follow him online then you’re able To see the picture of me saying that I’m down with his label I can’t believe it shit I actually did it Found a way into this game now I could rap for a livin’ Thinkin’ damn this is too good to be true As I said my prayers and blew another kiss to the moon Went to bed late then woke up before my alarm To a text saying “Kool Keith can’t get on the song” I was too upset to even respond Like everything I placed my trust in and believed in is gone I guess through his old school affiliation He took advantage of me and the situation And never sent the money like I thought that he would Made some doe off me and got away with all that he could Even when I caught him in the middle of a lie He still denied and never simply apologized I can’t even fathom this lunacy behavior Cause he’s still acting like he’s doin’ me a favor And never budged once, damn he really got me And through his Instagram account he even blocked me I wish I never met that Man on the Flyer Cause as it turns out that low life man was a liar You gotta be careful of who you send your money to Cause I’m not the only person that he has done this to And maybe that’s the reason why he felt so comfortable Cause from the jump robbin’ me was the presumptual Respect is given never earned Be smart or you’ll get burned, another lesson learned
18.	The Music Scene 03:12	lyrics	buy track
The Music Scene (Verse 1) Ayo these stars new in effect are far too incorrect With cartoon intellect with all due disrespect Your songs are quick hits then gone in the wind So as far as lyrics I don’t even wanna fit in Yo, cause that’s a recipe for bitter disaster So I ain’t even technically considered a rapper Blatantly intolerable and consciously unbearable Cause honestly it’s terrible and not even comparable To what I write, another night with the pen pressed Cause I saw where they’re headed wasn’t right so I went left Just in order to hold onto my strong soul While most will dedicate their whole life to the wrong role And stand in the way of the greatest and best skilled Who play all positions but choose to stay out in left field Including artists who were in it from the start of it So I don’t want a part of it if it don’t got no heart in it (Verse 2) No matter image and regardless of status I’ll remain one of the illest and the hardest of rappers Relaying thoughts of pain expression with the same intention Cause I would never change direction just to gain attention Dyin’ my hair and buyin’ new gear To try to appear inspired and look fly in the mirror I’m doubted by these towns overcrowded by these clowns Lack of lyricism that’s been overshadowed by these sounds So most have grown bitter, given up and lost hope Turned into a bold quitter, dissin’ on the wrong boat Cause all these kids are either pitchin’ drugs or on dope And none of us believe a single riddle that your song spoke I know cause I’m that dude in the booth Plus I’m the truth and I don’t need a tattoo as the proof I just do what it do, blessin’ every verse that I lay And permanently pennin’ every written word on the page
19.	Static's The Man 03:35	lyrics	buy track
Static’s The Man (Verse 1) I’m just here to bring magic to fans like alakazam I don’t need an elaborate plan cause Static’s The Man That’s why the fads of the new I’ll be the last to pursue And I don’t need to act like a fool cause I’m actually cool So spewin’ factual truth, I’d be happy to do But if you clowned me in the past I ain’t rappin’ for you Who laughed hard and kept dissin’ with a primitive cause I’m the last artist spittin’ with original thoughts I’ma keep expanding with my old organic approach And I’ma speak it candid just to let you amatuers know Then release an anthem or two to let my stamina grow I don’t need a manager just someone to handle my doe Yo, and put in front of new fans at new shows But if you’re askin’ me to conform then the answer is no Cause on my own I’ll be standin’ alone and handin’ em hope The only thing we agree on’s that I’m the man and I’m dope, yo (Chorus) I’ve made moves that I’d later regret I’ve paid dues now all I gotta do is pay off my debts Yes, and gained fans that are based on respect Which is great but in the end doesn’t equate to a check Yet still the fads of the new I’ll be the last to pursue And I don’t need to act like a fool cause I’m actually cool I’m just here to bring magic to fans like alakazam And don’t need an elaborate plan cause Static’s The Man (Verse 2) But I ain’t sayin’ I get ladies with ease I’m just sayin’ check out the flavor in my cadence of speech Plus besides, never again will I be breakin’ my knees For a flaky, shady, lady who won’t say thank you or please Plus messin’ with my weed, I’m passionate, that’s why I’m adamant So leave marijuana out of it cause I’m an advocate Dope, speed, and coke will only lead to decay So don’t believe what they say and smoke weed everyday Ayye, but yo, that alcohol ain’t gonna help you It’s gonna be your downfall I tried to tell you Plus you don’t want to receive fees and penalties Cause with police like these who needs enemies? It’s like a label introducing itself To a newer artist offering an illusion of help Including your wealth, surrounding you with all these “friends” Then sign a bad contract off of false pretense, yo That’s why I’m mumblin’ from under my breath Cause I’m always skeptical that it’s gonna come with a catch Cause whenever something seems too good to be true It usually is, whoop di diddly doodly doo As my trust lessens with every payment that gets delayed At this point I’m basically waitin’ to get betrayed Plus was never one to get rich off clout I know my worth and I’ve been gettin’ all ripped off out (Chorus) I’ve made moves that I’d later regret I’ve paid dues all I gotta do is pay off my debts Yes, and gained fans that are based on respect Which is great but in the end doesn’t equate to a check Yet still the fads of the new I’ll be the last to pursue And I don’t need to act like a fool cause I’m actually cool I’m just here to bring magic to fans like alakazam And don’t need an elaborate plan cause Static’s The Man
20.	Off of the Grid 03:01	lyrics	buy track
Off of the Grid (Chorus) It’s cool at first but then the fun don’t last Cause all I really learned is how to get a blunt rolled fast Wonderin’ why I always had to treat my lungs so bad Then decided to take a walk down this unknown path Then wander off as I ponder thoughts as I drift While rappers trying to get on, I’m getting Off of the Grid What’s the point of making music if nobody can hear it? I’m a spirit it’s not for you to love, hate, or revere it (Verse) Yo so to conform for the fans I’m not I’m tryna find some random spots and abandoned lots To puff pot but gotta stop for my lungs sake But need a spot where I can go to jot on my lunch breaks And if I’m not writin’ I’m a lyrical analyst And never disrespected Canibus cause I’m a fan of his And LL, KRS, Kool G are still a beast Along with Killah Priest and all the other Killa Bees My favorite rappers are less popular than ever Cause lyricism nowadays seems not to be the measure So I bet that my next album you cannot predict Just when you think you had me figured out I do the opposite But how could I ever feel proud of an accomplishment When constantly reminded that I ain’t bring any dollars in Overly critical bout shit they didn’t listen to But unpredictable because I’m still original My vision’s inspired at an ever changing pace With a specific acquired discriminating taste That as you grow begins to change with age Unless of course you stopped learning and remain the same So don’t worry bout me cause I’m good Since I found a way to live and not be understood And been the most productive with the least Cause I’m a beast, you just front constructive with critiques I write for anyone who’s willing to listen Cause it could be of benefit if they could feel it within them Then I’ll break through the ceiling with infinite possibilities Cause whoever you’re feeling is killin’ it’s not as ill as me Unless you listen to the same shit as me Which I doubt cause I’m deep within the chambers with heat Diggin’ in the crates until I’ve perfected myself I promise that you’ll never get this style from anywhere else, yo Cause these are only songs that I could tell Written with a listener in mind but not so I could sell Cause it’s my life which is mine that’s it And ain’t changin’ like Larry David with a Seinfeld script But not equating what I say to his show But I would say no just to keep creative control Yo, so keep your concern to yourself Cause the more that you’re projecting it the worse you can tell (Chorus) It’s cool at first but then the fun don’t last Cause all I really learned is how to get a blunt rolled fast Wonderin’ why I always had to treat my lungs so bad Then decided to take a walk down this unknown path Then wander off and ponder thoughts as I drift While rappers trying to get on, I’m getting Off of the Grid But what’s the point of making music if nobody can hear it? I’m a spirit it’s not for you to love, hate, or revere it
21.	You Oughta Know 04:01	lyrics	buy track
You Oughta Know (Verse 1) So check the audio, I just thought You Oughta Know That you left me all alone when you went up off and go We coulda talked, but no what you did was awfully low Probably cause you lost your soul and lately I’ve been on a roll Secluded in my special musical zone And it’s been beautiful to grow while stayin’ true to my own But nobody should have to do it alone And later on I’m sure those actions you won’t choose to atone Cause whatever it is you’re doin’ this for Has a root to its core which for you is rude to ignore And too immature, but what I want for you is a cure Cause whatever it is just know someone’s been through it before All you need is self love and devout prayer And a reason to wake up driven without fear Cause you’ll never prosper full of doubt scared And may have to go elsewhere but know that they’re out there (Chorus) (You Oughta Know) You Oughta Know Ya’ll (You Oughta Know) That you’re never alone dog (You Oughta Know) You Oughta Know Ya’ll (Nobody has to do it alone) (Verse 2) But to be honest I’m so used to being solo And doing it all myself that I could really use some promo Cause overall they didn’t root for me as locals But that’s okay cause now my fan community is global Not to insult you but you slept up on me comfortably And most the times I felt like I was dreaded in your company Probably because you never could keep up with me And hold a grudge for me cause you regret who you’ve become to be Begrudgingly, unfulfilled how their lifeline went Searchin’ for a thrill through a pill despite time spent I just want someone to chill and write rhymes with Willing and like minded, still I just can’t find it Cause personally the funk I never faked once Or changed up on another brother to chase stunts So I don’t hang with many peers cause they judge My friends change every seven years like taste buds (Chorus) (You Oughta Know) You Oughta Know Ya’ll (You Oughta Know) That you’re never alone dog (You Oughta Know) You Oughta Know Ya’ll (Nobody has to do it alone) (Verse 3) So I don’t make my daily regiment known So when I’m in the studio I just pretend to be home Plus one with God so I’m never alone Plus not to mention the connections in my cellular phone But I’m regularly stoned, people can tell by my tone Cause it’s the medicine that helped me go to fend for my own Then once I get it I set it in sediment stone Then for the record I set it to let it be known Yo, the only guy I can rely on is I And the only guidelines I abide to is God’s But not the kind you can find in the sky Cause the inner workings of God weren’t designed for the eye In fact our connections derived from inside So your given talents I wouldn’t advise you to hide But it’s really up to you in due time to decide To subscribe or deny to what’s divinely aligned (Chorus) (You Oughta Know) You Oughta Know Ya’ll (You Oughta Know) That you’re never alone dog (You Oughta Know) You Oughta Know Ya’ll (Nobody has to do it alone)
22.	Everything Happens for a Season (Outro) 04:11	lyrics	buy track
Everything Happens for a Season (Outro) (Verse) If you only knew what I went through to bring this music to you Maybe you wouldn’t undermine me like you usually do Learning how to live alone again this pad has been my only friend I wrote it in the past and’ll be captured when it’s spoke again But no matter how great a moment you have By the time you know it everyone’s moved on it and passed So stay in the present whenever it’s presented Remembered for your efforts and what’s left when we’ve ascended That’s why I’m religiously grippin’ this pen Because the last time I quit was when my discipline went My mission went left, but no I wasn’t finished just yet Forgive and forget, in life you learn to live and to let But seemed to take it personal at every turn that I took Made every mistake that I could until I learned by the book But now I’m finally afoot, they’re not concerned as they look And don’t bite the bate cause I could see it’s a worm on a hook But back then, I felt I wasn’t worthy of worth And if your intent was purposefully hurt me, it worked So when I flow just know my soul is at stake And I didn’t grow by mistake, yo I know that I’m great It seems there’s more MC’s now than fans But in the end there’s not many albums that sound like Sam’s But understand cause I was just like you Tryna figure out a way that I could clutch mics too But if you could only see how much I’ve grew And positive that you probably had a tough life too We all do, I’m not sayin’ you can’t be better than me I’m just sayin’ that you can’t do it more consecutively So quite F’in with me, cause this was destined to be I put my life in this and soon I’ll be a legend to be Once every record’s released with immeasurable feets And every lesson’s been teached and the message’s received Not every Little Leager makes it to the Major Leagues The same’s for music, same for anyone who’s chasin’ dreams That get crushed whether you flunk or achieve them And make you hate the people that you used to love when you meet them So I keep it perfectly honest with students Unless you really love it I wouldn’t advise you to do it And plus I’ve always been good at this shit Regardless of the fact other people just couldn’t admit Probably cause I’m vulnerable and I don’t look as legit But these words become immortal with every book that I script These songs are my life, with all of my might Express myself whether you think it’s wrong or it’s right I’m shinin’ so bright it’s blindin’ your sight So quit denyin’ I’m nice, these rhymes are my life And I’ve been round long enough to know that nothing lasts And in the end the righteous always have the upper half (Chorus x 2) So in these tracks, I’ve captured what I’m dreamin’ I’m rappin’ for a reason, only facts that I believe in Unless it’s tragic know it’s only lasting for the weekend All Things Must Pass and Everything Happens for a Season
23.	The Opposite Problem (TradeMarx Remix) (Bonus Track) 03:15	lyrics	buy track
The Opposite Problem (Verse) Just another day of tryna make the pen jot But for whatever reason I ain’t doin’ the best job No calls, texts, or emails up in my inbox Writer’s block, you could almost hear a pin drop I feel like I could never finish what I start With the same beat on repeat while I’m sittin’ in the dark Damn, these are truly the worst times Tryna write a rhyme but I’m stuck on the first line I’m throwin’ darts in the dark Spiritually from the heart and left a mark with this art Yet I can hardly think And am selective with what I spit when I’m carving this ink So every bar is a tattoo And once you got one it’d be hard not to have two But my inner critic’s stuck in the way And I’m very aware that it’s rare I’ve got nothing to say Cause everyday there’s always something to express But today I just can’t come up with nothin’ I’m a mess And that’s why I feel hollow and won’t speak Cause this writer’s block cloud’s been followin’ all week So now I’m drawin’ a blank Even though I know I got plenty more in the tank But nothin’ worthy of writin’ So I’m in bed late in the afternoon, up early at night and On most days I would’ve made up a whole rhyme But now I’m shooting blanks steady wasting my own time Impatient with no grind Terrified and scared to hit the stage when it’s go time Underdog, I’m deranged and exhausted Something’s off thinking maybe I lost it Or maybe someone laced the tree I was puffin’ Cause I couldn’t even see and was way too eager to function Yeah, in spite of your tears What you’re witnessing here is a writer’s worst fear This shit is makin’ me nauseous Like somebody just flipped the creativity off switch (flick!) Feels like I gotta spell or curse to break Shakin’ nervous got me searchin’ for a word to say Like maybe I shouldn’t be holdin’ a mic But then again I wouldn’t even really know what it’s like (Chorus x 2) So ya’ll are not gonna stop him I mean just look at all the different concepts I’m jottin’ Yeah, So writer’s block’s not an option Cause to be honest yo I’ve got The Opposite Problem

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Struggles of an Aspiring MC is SC Static's 10th solo album and 3rd full length project with producer Militant Marxman. This album was written as a documentation of the journey that I've gone through as an artist and is dedicated to all the aspiring writers, actors, painters, athletes, musicians, chefs, etc who live through their art and persist to see their vision through to the finish.