[Verse 1]

Been wrapped up in my own emotions,
Transforming while I wait, watching time pass by in motion,
Evolving as I grow, just waiting for a perfect moment,
To burst onto the scene, cause chaos, many explosions,
Finally winning in my mental tug of war,
Knowing as I grow, I’ll surely only struggle more,
Take a step inside my mind, but get in as I shut the door,
Get locked inside with me and you can see a hundred tours,
Be present for some pictures that you ain’t got a stomach for,
Spirits in my lyrics of ancestors that come before,
Legacy on my every word, my life inside every verse,
Energy spanning generations, buried an empty hearse,
Threw hands with Father Time, embedded with Mother Nature,
Killer of Zeus, Odin and Thor, ain’t a power greater,
I died a long time ago, Butterflies just an hour later,
The cocoon had done its job, baring fruits of our labour,
Consey the Power Player,

[Break]

Changes are beautiful,
Adapting is rare, when blending in is the usual,
You asked what the difference is?
I’ll ask where’s the differences?
They’re one in the same, when getting down to the thick of it,

[Verse 2]

Life has those moments, that get the eyes opened,
That kick you in the face just to show you where you’re going,
Deep in a depression thinking I would never make it,
Until she came along and showed me life was for the taking,
She was the silhouette, the one that I’d never get,
Felt like I was floating whenever we would lock fingertips,
The one for a lonely soul, felt empty when she would go,
A place in my heart felt broken off, it ain’t feeling whole,
It hasn’t felt whole since, ain’t felt this alone,
Even in rooms full of close friends, wish I could cope,
Been in the Hills just to focus, chugging down four fifths,
Of shit that should kill me, I’m still alive, it’s a bold hint,
That I never needed love, relying on others,
It’s been the downfall of me because,
My trust has been broken by everyone that I’m thinking of,
So what’s to expect, should I have thought it was changing?
Believed in a second chance, looked deep in the toybox,
Everything is a second hand, even my deep thoughts,
The ones that I write with, but pain is a motivator,
No wonder I like it, no wonder I’m drawn to it,
Thats why I’m drawing to it,

[Break]

Cleaning my dirty dishes,
Stains from the past will change the taste of the modern kitchen,
Wipe and be clear of the things you hate, that’s the current mission,
Etched into my mind, the deepest fears are now my religion,
Hidden in plain sight, no need for the night vision,

[Verse 3]

Just needing the right vision,
Changing my style, seems I’m in need of the right image,
This time a year ago, felt like I was dead walking,
Now that the years passed, can’t wait till the next morning,
In search for the better days, sat lonely to meditate,
Changing my old ways, too destructive to detonate,
Testing out psychedelics, just wanting to elevate,
The urges got urgent, didn’t want the habits to escalate,
I tussled and trembled at every thought, made me hesitate,
So many decisions I could’ve made I let vegetate,
All of those avenues, I formed my own barricades,
Blocking my future, success was scorned by my mental state,
But now that I’m changing, I’m slowly realising my mistakes,
I snap at the thought of delaying shit just to get a break,
Depressions a demon, slowly was leading to early death,
Nurmagemedov pressure, ain’t seeing em catch a breath,
Ain’t letting them take a rest, each second I strategise,
I’ll make it no matter the lengths I go, what I sacrifice,
Treat it like boards of chess but ain’t seeing in black and whites,
They say that the future rests on the wings of a butterfly
I’ll be the butterfly...

Butterfly

[Hook]

Lemme tell you the story,
About a young yute with the stars in his eyes,
Left Year 6 with the world as his oyster,
Left Year 11 with his heart in a slice,

[Verse 1]

All he ever wanted was a yes from his peers,
All he ever got was a scar every year,
Lets start at the start, first day of form,
Tried to make friends, all he was was ignored,
He met one kid that would sway from the rest,
They’d talk about games, wanna play Laser Quest,
Spent one year in a world of their own,
Where chaos and dreams was a land they would roam,
That was the kingdom, they had the throne,
No one else was allowed in their home,
Then it changed, yeah it changed,
Start of Year 8 began drifting away,
The lonely soul was to blame,
With the search for acclaim, splitting the terrain,
That they built, the Kingdom had come to a still,
The wind hit a shrill, he’d slowly forget how it’d feel,
To have that one friend,
His search for acceptance, meant they haven’t    spoken again,

[Hook]

Lemme tell you the story,
About a young yute with the stars in his eyes,
Left Year 6 with the world as his oyster,
Left Year 11 with his heart in a slice,
x2

[Verse 2]

He found a new group that worked for a bit,
Laughing and joking bout all kinds of shit,
They liked the same videos, music and sports,
Liked to watch games of the team they’d support,
Around Year 9, he’d notice a pattern,
A joke that was running with friends that they’d gather,
A joke about looks, features and shapes,
A joke that longterm would do most of the damage,
He’d laugh along with them, pretending he’d get it,
Go home to a mirror and slowly regret it,
Sick to his stomach, he’d feel a resentment,
That’d haunt him for years on his quest for acceptance,
He’d never recover the time that he wasted,
Hanging with people that’d laugh at his face and,
Behind his back would just use him for jokes,
The issues of trust would hang over his throat,

[Hook]

Lemme tell you the story,
About a young yute with the stars in his eyes,
Left Year 6 with the world as his oyster,
Left Year 11 with his heart in a slice,
x2

[Verse 3]

We’re close to the end,
Year 9 finished, start of Year 10,
Still so hurt from the mental abuse,
Only got worse, got physical too,
Shin bone stamped on, ribs got cracked,
Eyes wore black from the sleep he’d lack,
Spend all nights in a discord call,
With a friend from abroad that would love him back,
Grades went down, lateness up,
Alarms would sound, wouldn’t wake him up,
Slow walk home with the tears in his eyes,
Songs in his ears, and the fears would arise,
His last chance came, Year 11 had started,
Battle scared loner was falling apart then,
He met someone else, he met this one girl,
Someone he thought would kickstart a new world,
They hung out for months, memories made,
She met him each day with a heavenly gaze,
All of the pain was just fading away,
And he’d wake up excited he’s feeling this way,
Then, a tone from a phone,
Heart shaped emoji, I’ll text you when home,
All those smiles had faded away,
Two other boys that she treated the same,

[Hook]

Lemme tell you the story,
About a young yute with the stars in his eyes,
Left Year 6 with the world as his oyster,
Left Year 11 with his heart in a slice,
x3

Lemme tell you the story,
About a young yute with the stars in his eyes,
Left Year 6 with the world as his oyster,
Now he’s sat here writing these lines...

A Lonely Soul

J Dilla - Krystal Masquerade

lyrics:

[Verse 1]

I got some questions for my bruddas that be on them rocks,
On their blocks, dashing from the cops or all them opps,
How you live? Eyes on the clock tryna clock them drops,
As paranoia pops when that door knocks,
-knock knock-
How you feel when feds outside of your yard,
Said then found your brudda bloodied up inside of his car,
Cuts on his hands for some grams got him meeting with Yah,
Meanwhile you got the sweats incase it happens to yah,
Are the aches and pains worth it when you hopping the fence,
A wrong word can cause offence and now you got on defence,
Saying this shit was just an accident or misunderstanding,
An altercation, that didn’t go the way that you planned it?
One word could probably swerve,
Wrong word’ll have you parked up on the curb,
Waiting for an opportunity to murk,
Demons on both sides of shoulders be doing you dirt,
Setting traps, and you’ll never know where them shits lurk,
In da depths

[hook]

Asking all these questions to my bruddas on the block,
Keep an eye out for the opps (just asking questions)
Feds on the prowl for em now,
If you snitch then they lay a brudda down (just asking questions)
Drugs in the back of the whip, just a kid,
Tryna find a way to live (just asking questions)
Whos friend, who’s foe, who knows,
You don’t till you ask them questions,

[Verse 2]

I’ve seen it all the time,
Argument, a body drop, press rewind,
Back to last week, 
Lil brodie asking where the grass be,
But ain’t no grass so he start beef,
And then he grasp heat,
And now that other yute is resting underneath the paths,
We walked above for hours,
Cloudy weather turned to showers,
Now he dead for powder,
How we get this sour as humans,
That get so heated that we do the coldest,
I ask these questions but I don’t expect no one to know this,
Wonder if he clocked on quicker would he still be ghosted,
Or would he shoot first, Han Solo, and remain soulless,
Who were his olders, matter fact, how old was the oldest,
Is the price of life a couple grams or couple Gs,
Couple teens think they’re bad cause they lost their focus,
You think your soldiers? Nah g, I think you’re hopeless,
This street code that you living by is fucking bogus,
And you should notice, before the life you live is over,


[hook]

Asking all these questions to my bruddas on the block,
Keep an eye out for the opps (just asking questions)
Feds on the prowl for em now,
If you snitch then they lay a brudda down (just asking questions)
Drugs in the back of the whip, just a kid,
Tryna find a way to live (just asking questions)
Whos friend, who’s foe, who knows,
You don’t till you ask them questions,

Questions

Lyrics

[Verse]

As I get older, I realise the gravity of choices and decisions,
A certain step down different roads can differ those who living,
From those who isn’t, to those still rotting down in prison,
That still have kept their life but ain't no spirit,
I’ve seen children turn to drugs to make up for a lack of love,
I’ve seen warriors and thugs be tucking blades and loading slugs,
I been plotting on my future settled down from dawn to dusk,
Only to see those just like me change their path and now they fucked,
I had a bro that could flow with an aspiration to spit,
He kept creating in his basement, kept on praying they’d hit,
Some sorta wave in the main but lack of patience,
Meant he’d drop all dedication, to distribute medication to jits,
He started playing with clips, a hood sensation,
Feeling like drug fuelled attention from addicts was admiration,
But what he didn’t know was he was just a new location for lifts, 
To orphaned youtes from broken homes stuck in rotation adrift,
But even if he did, he wouldn’t care,
As long as money coming in, he’d do it well aware,
Of repercussions from police or from the reaper coming,
When the sticks hit like beat percussions,
He’d puff on his reefer and feel like nothing,
Just a vessel floating on a rock,
Far adrift from that potential with the pencil when he’d jot,
Line after line, now he cuts line after line,
For a rush that would buzz as long as videos on vine,
One day, he was chilling at his yard at ten to nine,
Heard a siren, then another, he could recognise the sign,
House raided, lost his gear, and caught a sentence half his life,
Now he’s wishing that he could go back in time,
One life

[Outro]

You only get one life in this
You only get one life in this
You only get one..

You only get one life in this world, watch it twirl, watch it twirl,
Around, here it goes, here it goes,
Anyway the wind blows, one life on this world, watch it twirl, watch it..
Uh...

One Life

Joey Badass - Suspect Feat PRO ERA [Prod By Chuck Strangers]

Compilation mixtape I made for STEEZ R.I,P. Download here or at the link on my twitter https://twitter.com/_Aiden47_

Capital STEEZ - Shooting Stars (Feat Jakk The Rhymer)

I dont own this song it belongs to steez and pro era

Public Assembly - Capital Steez

LONDON LOOK (PROD. NOFUNBUSTER)

i and i never thought to inspire a grown man

Capital STEEZ - Can't Explain (Never Recorded)

prod. Vantrill
Lyrics:

I’m focused like my vision 
That’s 24/7 
Come round here with that smith uhh wills son
Cause we get it poppin 
Know were often locking up shop like when is the next shit dropping
Cut it like it’s cloth
Buy it like it’s hot 
Five finger discount if you fuck the cops
Street loving 
Free running 
Yung $tunna only purchase the crop
Now switch it up

Smoking dope
Just roll it up 
Ya couldn’t get some huh?
Smoke it in the public 
like police don’t give a fuck

Wouldn’t touch it if you crush it
Bitch now look like what?
Smackhead central in the city of the NCL

Newcastle city limits
Giz ya dealers digits
All these white kids looking frigid
Need the drug fix, 
Sounding thick as pigs shit
Sniffing pills till like 6 in the morning 

But it’s quiet now
The day is dawning
Got to go outside and make something of myself 
But it’s hard man I think I’m fucking hopeless

@thedirtynorthh

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