People often say that real music is a thing of the past and dismiss rap and hip hop as low quality. Today, I want to challenge that idea. Sure, a lot of the hip hop you hear these days might not be for everyone, but there are talented poets out here trying to make meaningful art. With support from the public, maybe we can create a shift in how this music is seen.
With that said, I usually try to avoid self-promotion on this site since I’m already all over those sidebars! But when an artist I like drops a new video or song, I like to share their work—so why not share my own?
I try and rise look how they pushing me down
I try to run away they quickly surround
Nowhere to go they got me trapped and it seems
My days may end this I can hardly believe
The tables turn and for a moment I breathe
I feel the light I find the comfort I seek
A plate of armor thick it layers my skin
and iron knuckles start to form on my fist
I swing them wild and I don’t care who I hit
They all came after me the price they must pay
I take no prisoners I won’t follow the rules
To fight a demon I become demon too
I grab him by the throat slap the devil and laugh
look to heaven still I can’t understand
I close my eyes pray forgive all my sins
God take my hands the only way I can win
(Chorus 8x)
I cannot breath as I sink the breath draws out of me
(Save me I’m drowning, I cannot breath)
(Verse Written and Performed by Charlie Scott)
Uh, I swear that y’all don’t get it
I’m trying to find an exit
I.Q score higher than my credit
sick but I don’t phone a medic cause I still got a death wish
trying to take off but I’m pulling dead weight
sometimes I think so hard I swear I catch a headache
these rappers act hard, I’m telling you they just fake
I try to keep my men straight, they menstruate
and 10 days ago I was on top of the world
and now I’m crying on the phone reaching out to my girl
you can talk, your opinions ain’t crap to me
cause the boy is about to make history
already got these old girls telling me they miss me
woke up with epiphanies that me and them were meant to be
crawling back like centipedes I use it as my energy
now evidently all my enemies are friends with me
I cannot breath as I sink the breath draws out of me (8X)
(Chorus 8x)
I cannot breath as I sink the breath draws out of me
(Save me I’m drowning, I cannot breath)
Just a life long New Yorker sharing the journey through my lens. Please take note of a post’s date. The views I express here are subject to change and evolving as I grow and learn.
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