I'll be thankful for the ground with every last step
won't just use the air but feel it with each breath
as long as blood pumps through the heart in my chest
I swear that's how I wanna live, but too often I forget
So I'm torn between who the fuck I am and who the fuck I'm supposed to be and I'm torn between where I was meant to go and all the comfort close to me and I'm torn between what my eyes have seen and the world that I believe in cause I swear there's hope, there's joy, there's love, there's plot, there's thought, there's reason but they're hard to find in such a crowded mind, yeah I clutter up so easy so I wait for light, way too polite to ever ask my plights to leave me tryn'a make connects no disrespect I just don't have time to meet me but one day I'll find paradise and realize I only need me
There will be no distractions, There will be no distractions 4x
There will be no attachment, There will be no attachment 4x
I'm built from borrowed carbon, I speak with borrowed words
I lost my faith in love, thank god I borrowed hers
enough to keep me moving, can't waste my borrowed time
we all must find purpose, I will not borrow mine
I will not fall to fear, won't be afraid to fall
and when I plan for life, I'll make sure death involved
Thank god for my distractions, rest from the stress of passion,
Thank god for my attachments they keep my ass in action
while working for this world, though some would say it's senseless
too many greedy minds with filthy hands that work against it
but I'm not tryn'a fix it, just tryn'a make a difference
big enough to see without the filter of my senses
There will be no distractions, There will be no distractions 4x
There will be no attachment, There will be no attachment 4x
credits
from Cancer,
released October 20, 2012
R. Baldon, J. Berg
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023