Drake (Herocratic Pad Mix)

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Leaves turned into white, we closing in on winter
Love can be a bitch, a bitch can treat you bitter
Life can be so sweet if you on top and listen
Any given moment things becomin' something different.
 
I had a lady who was down for the ride
I was switchin' lanes quicker than she thought I could drive
Of that i could presume, over glasses of wine
That we could stand the test of time, make and lead some beautiful lives
But surprise surprise - that's just a beautiful lie
But not a horrible thought, just an individual climb
 
Now I'm more focused then I've ever been
Sometimes it takes weakness to turn recruits into veterans -
the weak into reverends
 
And now im nothing better then
What i used to be
And who i used to see
But take it to my idiology
And you could read
The article which i could seed
Into a miracle of life called the tree
The holy plea's
 
Ive withstood the test of time, fore its not a test - its just another rhyme
And i made sure of it by tying it down with a zip tie
But why? though everyone said it was just another lie
It needed to be grounded so then it could never fly
Again, into people's hearts and minds
Still stuck with a passion that could still go high
But I've tried, what else now could peacefully thrive?
Ive explained it all but only got crimes
So i ask my one mother "why do we cry?"
And still she doesn't say anything but a "hi"
Thats fine
But honestly lets put it aside and abide
 
I picked up this girl, she was a hell of a freak
When i took her to the car, she was a little too hesitant to speak
And all i ever got was a kiss on the cheek
But why could it be
Could it be the intense heat? That she was older than me?
Or maybe my bank account had less than a G
Or for i split the bill because no woman eats for free?
But these were the questions that were going through my mind
But time after time, i found a fine line
Between the rich and the poor, ladies and whores
And girls that only date guys with grammy awards
But its not my time so i cant hit the cords
It tells me the signs that this was all from before
 
But life is alright
And it could be better
Wishing for better times and for better weather
So ima dedicate these bars like they in a damn letter
So dear society, what the hell is up?
All these damn politics make me feel stuck
They make me feel sick
So just make me a fig
Because nowadays people judge and be negative
They talk about your looks and think you have a shiv
Or "what the fuck's on his face"
And judged by their race
Just break a vase
As I'd say in this case
 
America ranking 17th in science
With 16 other countries above? Thats defiance
So be smart and form an education alliance
Instead of sittin' on your ass, try be a lion
A lion that wont start cryin'
Because his brother ryan just started fuckin' dyin'
I see that as flyin'
Run into a kitchen that started fryin'
 
Four years old and he still knew his fight
Old Jonathan still knows how to really bite
But is he animal or human? Can he take flight?
Thats what he wants to dream of when he goes to bed at night
Hes tired of always dreaming
And screaming
But ol' johnny knew
That he could be reaching
His goals past the kite
And to all you folks out there...
I hope i did this right
 
But wait it's not done yet
Still tryin' to figure the girl next to me
It's the morning after so i best write an apology
She got a boyfriend but of course i dont know him yet
Only to find out with my roll up cigarette
So i'll try to not doubt myself and dread
The day my heart stops beatin' and gives out dead
And now i must say that it's time to croak
Good lord i aint nothing but a man thats broke
Ive proven to myself that i could picture
A broken ass tat that says "Well fuck if i miss her"
Still tryin the game of life
As if it was a game out of spite
All along its not quite right
So i sit and be patient on my patio with my new lights
And of course it all aint ever turn out good
Thats why i moved out the fuckin' hood
I mean, after all, I am a damn ghost
But i'd nail ya'll to the ground like a damn post
And NOW it's time for me to boast
About how i've come up with enough lines to string coast to coast
And now its farewell, after all like hell
I pray with my mouth, and listen with my ears
To make sure i don't fuck up in my future years
Hopefully i see you all again
As if i dont get caught up in another trend
Or a bend
That my send me off on my head
Good night to me? No, good night to the feds

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