5n6 - Journey Man lyrics

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5n6 - Journey Man lyrics

[5n6] Intro Through this journey, life ain't pretty (nah) It's pretty sh**ty... This f**ing City... Walking road... All that we behold... [5n6] (Verse I) Here I am; the journey man Moving through life; humble like a lamb It wasn't planned but my poetry slammed So I stopped and dropped the humdrum job And went full time in this game called Hip Hop Like I said it's non stop, like the bright lights in my loft Cleverly cultivated and cropped. What? It's grafting Everyday on this Journey... I'm laughing :| Never half-a**in' it's pure quality, PRS my royalties Collective float to the top of the pile, it's buoyancy Moving through streets I read the signs clearly Moving smart but we barely seeing a brighter day Waste space barriers jumped at a quick pace My shoelace dem are tied Keeping a watchful eye on them guys Who move like snitches and spies Buy time but you can't buy a life Living by the knife It's just one set of strife I walk down familiar roads, concrete cold White gra** crunched by foot soles Thick Coats and Sleeves unrolled Nostalgia Provoked Missing written on a lamp post Onto love lost I hold Thinking back to previous foot steps and what was left No words unsaid no tear unshed... Moving forward with no regrets... [SND] (Chorus) Gears turn One step followed by another Our journey now collectively undercover Left foot, right foot, get to where I'm going Gone with the wind whiles the words keep flowing... [5n6] (Chorus) Gears turn One step followed by another Our journey is now collectively undercover Right foot, left foot get to where I'm going... Through life I'm cautious, you never know what's coming... [5n6] (Verse II) Descending down the rabbit hole Many sights for my eyes to behold Cold hearted souls and burned out rolls Past foes turn friend over the space of a weekend Friends lend an ear in troubling times My minds eye guide me through all of lifes fights On this journey we draw to the light But darkness always appears like the night Don't sell your soul for a bite of the big pie Still my aim is sky high And music is my life So I write about what I've seen and document the world through poetic means No smoke screens it's just smoked cream That's why I speak free Qigong Chi Knowledge fiend The Universe is vast even when moving at light speeds My mind feeds on quantum seeds That grow and escape pa**ing through my teeth...

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