Yeah
This is for all the day one homies out there, you know?
You know who you are
You a real homie and I know we gunna make it,
Only one who really knows me, so I don't gotta fake it,
Thank you for your patience, full of nice statements,
Gunna work hard till we all get bank payments,
Not gunna get famous, that shits overrated,
Feeding you this skit all dinner plated,
My music lab graded, grabbin me a test tube,
I'm provin graduating ain't always the best move,
But I'm tryna go to tech school maybe cop a tech too,
No respect for whoever tryna test you.
Always unsung, with the CARE cap faded,
Busy/Sirens make me lie awake waitin
Wonderin who got too fucked up sedated,
What world is cavin,
Stuck in a 10 year game of charades
With no one playin,
Ch-Check where they aimin,
Spare your sayings we need savin cause our people are prayin.
Headin down the old block,
Seein all the same streets,
Knowin homies hold glocks,
Just to keep some sane peace,
Knowin those who ghost me,
Gunna want a game piece,
So youknowhat? I stay me.
Grindin like I'm minced meat,
Steady pullin full clocks,
Hours on the wristpiece,
Knowin phonies don't watch,
Time is what the kid bleeds,
Finding all the crypt keys
To pyramids of shit greed.
Tr-tryna guide a repreive
To everyone who's in need.
Never been to new york,
But my moma's from there,
No money for a new sports car,
Maybe one year,
Kickin it into stunt gear,
Don't got the blunts here,
Gettin so drunk comin over and I can't steer,
Nah,
Im just joking,
Been outspoken how over the life I'd chosen,
Comes and goes and tower overs my woes and,
Takin action I'm never frozen just lackin on exposure.
Headin down the old block,
Seein all the same streets,
Knowin homies hold glocks,
Just to keep some sane peace,
Knowin those who ghost me,
Gunna want a game piece,
So youknowhat? I stay me.
Grindin like I'm minced meat,
Steady pullin full clocks,
Hours on the wrist piece,
Knowin phonies don't watch,
Time is what the kid bleeds,
Finding all the crypt keys
To pyramids of shit greed.
Tr-tryna guide a reprieve
To everyone who's in need.
Recovering from a stroke from when he was 23, now 26 year old Mic Justice is a personable character and tells his and other
people's stories through music. "It's everything, Math, Science, Literature, History, Acting: You can do everything with music, He's just trying to show everyone that we all can achieve our dreams.It just takes help."...more
This album goes through a wide variety of emotions dealing with, his life, his friend that passed away, his dad, and as well as his kid and so on. This album changed my life. Michael Justice
Former members of Phenomenal Handclap Band expand on their “everything but the kitchen sink” approach, adding rich vocals and finely-textured arrangements. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 30, 2016