Mist | #1TAKE (Part 2) P110

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Mist | #1TAKE (Part 2) P110

Love

Jummah

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Bk2reality

#1TAKE, Pt. 3

A grown-folk R&B/hip hop track about real life hitting the door every month and love holding its spot anyway. Rent stay talkin’, bills show up without warning, but the connection stays solid through all of it. Smooth West Coast feel, warm vocals, everyday moments, and that quiet strength two people share when they’ve been through enough to know they’ll be alright. Watts energy, mature storytelling, and a laid-back groove that makes the truth sound good.

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Lyrics:

Stepping up to the plate,
Bat a home run to the tune of my fate,
Yes now with faith, seeking to be great but without haste,
Yet my mistakes I pray to erase,
In this game I seek love over hate,
Sometimes I get lost on the way,
Do you relate?
Some days I feel I fade,
The web of life be a grand escape,

Spitting some flows,
I’m out on the roam,
I got the, magic to grow,
Like look how I’ve flown,
I’ve walked the,
Messiest roads,
Now back at my home,
Why not the,
Heart I transpose,
The soul I expose,
See how the,
Dark flees I speed read the words breathed,
I oft seek a lofty leap to a pot of ease,
But often reach a hallowed speech that harkens deep,
From I guess what’s expressed in my facial sheen,
I glean a couple untold tales some inhaled vales exhaled wails,
Got vices i grip the mic yes it fits well, can see the hope even in braille,
Will he choke, nope, or maybe time will tell,
Behold a pale horse, til the voice is hoarse,
The paper is coarse, the vision in Morse,
Still seeking the source, impacted by the force,
A little elixir got me losing and using my voice,

Stepping up to the plate,
Bat a home run to the tune of my fate,
Yes now with faith, seeking to be great but without haste,
Yet my mistakes I pray to erase,
In this game I seek love over hate,
Sometimes I get lost on the way,
Do you relate?
Some days I feel I fade,
The web of life be the grandest maze,

A little blemish on the canvas as I paint a scene,
Vivid dreams like vintage screams out movie scenes,
Surreal memes flood the screen whilst I hug my knees,
Going crazy but maybe it’s them who asleep,
a little psychotic alumnus who’s off it,
I ain’t run shit I walk it but trust I walk what I’m talking,
Sometimes I flaunt it, usually I be caught in,
Underselling my profit, the gift in my stocking,
Go ahead and go mock it, I’m weighing my options,
Better this and die honest, live for bliss yet I’m toxic,
Inhaling all of my toxins, but I’ll tell you this,
This shift is the gift that I’m unlocking,
Y’all ain’t need to go rock it,
Y’all ain’t need to go cop it,
But I’ll be damned if I don’t demand respect should be offered,
I’m just a man insaan spitting rhymes from his noggin,
In the web of time connected like I logged in,

Stepping up to the plate,
Bat a home run to the tune of my fate,
Yes now with faith, seeking to be great but without haste,
Yet my mistakes I pray to erase,
In this game I seek love over hate,
Sometimes I get lost on the way,
Do you relate?
Some days I feel I fade,
The web of life be a grand escape,

E A Z Y

MEEKZ