@migu music@

Contrary to popular belief

I wasn＇t born with a mic in my sleeve

Took damn near twenty years to proceed to that point

But when i did it was a rebirth in rhythm

Unlearning every step, every move that seemed given

Suddenly driven by a new agenda

Lashes of fire through the tender cool surface i had built

No pun intended, but the life you had just ended

And now there＇s no time for farewells

I recommend that you keep a clear focus on the now

Only jokers and the proud hopelessly bow

From the weight of what＇s behind them

Or turn their backs to the road ahead less travelled

It＇s best battled face forward, and takes climbing

Upward, forward, the spirit and the letter

Is if you fail, fail again, fail better

Never set examples you can＇t hope to follow

Heard a man say in tears when his hand broke the bottle

He never wanted to hold, now he a moment too old

And looking back has become a burden

Word in

Cause i＇m out