Lyrics Still Here - VerbZ

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Hold the mic close like my first lover
These words for all I sold, the worlds and all I haven't solved
When I wrong, gutter
In my soul I hold the memories
A cold summer's days I spent
Days far from home with no others
Like your name, I'm burning strings while I go under
Could've been working on something great
Though I chose slumber
I'm a slave to my mistakes, of course I know hunger
Chasing waves, I shouldn't stay restrained, I couldn't shake

Back in grade afraid to change and it's no wonder
But you ain't made no progress
It's nobody's old steps, I take on the same roads I know well
I just quote another O to myself as I grow old
Wrote this in the whole prep prevail
Or time's slipping and I'm tryna keep my grip on all I truly need
'Cause all this boozing never proved to be soothing
These wounds I keep

Let my mood speak on tunes, beats smoothly
City blues got me feeling boozy as I cruise street
Few goes deep, reminiscing on younger years
Dumb and scared, only with a few peeps, my hunger shed
From the dungeons where we run in unaware
The place I held love but lost as I felt fear
Wash away the cost, paid with the taste of Courvoisier
Blaze haze from reflection, deep in these sequence
Searching for escape I can't create in every sentence

Lost all these plains on my way to face repentance
'Til then I spill chance with real heads and hill tension
Some of which is best I don't mention
Keep it moving for my own sick 'cause I hold no apprehension
Can't be snoozing 'til I full paid from music
Tryna bake booze, messin' the fake users in the process
And most mates spray walls in protest
Circulating the Earth in search of a sole quest

Haven't seen dirt from bridges burnt to knuckles bled
Family first, always stay fed
Reminisce from days we make an eighth stretch
'Cause there ain't shit to break bread
Guess they was all raised up in the same mess
Eyes that get made by the wake 'cause the day sets
Gaze into four steps and nothing has to make sense
Of this long process I saw low step
'Cause we're all surfing the surface, surfing a slow death