Pennies to Riches

Capone

Oh Well

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"Stumbled" sees Real Juan, over Brotherhood’s atmospheric production, weaving gritty vignettes of vice, survival, and self-reflection. From fast-and-loose living to moments of clarity, the verses blend streetwise wisdom with poetic grit—touching on addiction, near-death brushes, and the search for purpose. It’s an unfiltered snapshot of stumbling through life’s chaos while refusing to fall for good.

That’s how it is

Think they cooked the Canada goose
Some are wise and some are fools
Substitute with being fast and loose
Heaven or hell with our attitudes
Hangman’s noose I was seduced
By a prostitute that told the truth
When greed lust and envy are introduced
Still like to gamble keep themselves amused
In the beginning I had nothing to lose
Being abandoned was a good enough excuse
The path in life that I pursue
Is all the substances that I used to use
Feel like a modern-day Dr. Zeus
Learned my first rhyme at the age of two
In the here and now here and do
That the worlds a better place after you

Taken breaths sun shining skies
Time flies when you’re on standby
Thirty-three thousand feet yes this high
Where the demand couldn’t meet the supply
But the fury eye will make you wise
Something of substance to classify
Should they prescribe has gone sci-fi
Some will leave you high some will leave you dry

By the seat of my pants on the fly
These are tough times I can’t deny
Its amazing why I’m still alive
Day in day out that I’m getting by
No longer having thoughts of suicide
And from what I feel I won’t hide
Sooner or later one asks why
One chance to live one time to die
All our lives we’ve missed all the signs
Failed to see pat the white lines
Hopefully I’m being redefined
Speak my mind man with a spine
Changes I’m going through on the inside
And what I think is what I make my life
Though I stumble in this space and time
To escape reality to which I’m confined

The man the myth the live in hype
Lived most of his life high as a kite
When a man and his word is a line
To wake up at midnight to watch the moonshine
Find the light rappin what I write
Like the good ol’ days once upon a time
It’s a crime to die on the vine
Only to be turned into fortified wine

Written/recorded by Real Juan
Produced by Brotherhood
Mixed/mastered by D$

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