C. Brubaker - Strength lyrics

[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN] I lost seven years of my life to addiction Pointless like a typewriter without the ink ribbon I keep trippin' like the sole's of my feet Keep wishin' on the same star waiting for the Lord to speak I can't afford to jinx without workin' out kinks in my armor Save diamonds for my girl's armoire I bombard pop culture with thoughts as I falter; Hip-Hop lost its roots smoking rocks of Gibraltar Don't need B-Boy sk**s or African descent To kick the freshest rhymes to decoys that circumvent The mainstream with their hedonistic daydreams I compose notes like Pica**o and his paintings: priceless Hip-Hop as a device is...Ready to save the fate of the world and its rhymes is All about the s**-style, money for dummies Rapping ‘bout the riches, save your humpin' for bunnies! [Chorus] No more feelin' weak, I'm gonna focus on the Strength That burns inside my essence, relentlessly give thanks To Jah Rastafari; Poyo's beats are gnarly Arm me with harmony and start me at junior varsity Alone in a spare-bedroom, I can't spare any headroom Need more venues to get to the populous' mental menu sh**, I've been through parallel stages of your existence Even you can become famous with the proper nose placement [VERSE TWO- MC BREW] Little to no sleep Decomposing as we speak Pain becomes a constant companion that makes me weak Up to my eyeballs while I cause problem So I toss what it cost, do you think I'm ever joshin'? The error in our ways can bring terror to the arrogance Relevant to the irrelevance in a phrase Catching and releasing, freeing the demons that have the cause for all the weeping That's seeping out when the levees break from the onslaught of hurricanes That disturbs the brain Three sheets to the breeze. So how'd your day go? Still busy throwin' up rainbows? Smiles make the lowliest umbrellas. Why? ‘Cuz I say so Running next to rejects with apparent defects With each step, an acquirement of weak breath Feel the strength from that cymbal crash [VERSE THREE- THE TOP CIVILIAN] I'll write a script for the Rx Generation Trademarks breakin' the windows that you panin' Fragments of hope on a road paved with lame raps Windows to my soul so painted they stained gla** I aim fast, exercise my right to arm bears Own shares of stock in pharmaceuticals and lawn chairs Been known to rock long-hair and experiment with substances... Inspire you to write a book of Psalms and publish it Punishment is a natural consequence of bad choices It better be a learning experience and not parents punching kids Judgment's been pa**ed, so the party can crash The first can be last, and the smokers can relax Live your life! Always watch your back for the knife The Gateway Drug's another name for the pa**ion inside In case you wondered:Top Civilian's my pseudonym Like prescription pills when I'm misusing them [Chorus] No more feelin' weak, I'm gonna focus on the Strength That burns inside my essence, relentlessly give thanks To Jah Rastafari; Poyo's beats are gnarly Arm me with harmony and start me at junior varsity Alone in a spare-bedroom, I can't spare any headroom Need more venues to get to the populous' mental menu sh**, I've been through parallel stages of your existence Even you can become famous with the proper nose placement [VERSE FOUR- MC BREW] Suppressed memories endlessly tearing me blank to what it takes to appreciate the air we breathe Apply the myringotomy, probably drawing blood in ears just like phlebotomies Barricades on their best and rarest days ain't stopping me But to me feeling great is on Sunday grillin' steaks To be real it takes just being yourself I wear my heart on my sleeve; some pretend to be someone else And some chumps want the hell Rather than help another that's fell in the well Another life force is drained. You're struggling to strain Held back like your neck and mouth is muzzled with chains Discussing how comfy it is to nuzzle up and guzzle restraint [VERSE FIVE- THE TOP CIVILIAN] ...That lie, la lie, lie, LIE! And will try to buy my soul Also, I can make an album made of gold This stone is rolling and collects no moss No mold to hold the moldings; waves “boom” when get shocked Benadryl helps the sleep. Life's a beach Prone to shatter this message in a bottle of God's dreams