
So I was listening to The Roots latest album and the vibe to start writing hit me hard so what I did was wrote a verse to some of my favorite songs from the album. I think each verse is dope in its own right. So I decided to share with y'all. Enjoy and comment.
(Doing It Again)
I keep doing it again
Im doing it again
Yes Im doing it again
I said it would end (My verse)
For the one wondering where’s the new lyrics
Im sorry I just went through an incubation period
Had to get my mind right
You know gain some insight
On what I really want out of my life
Had a lot on my shoulders, my muscles felt so tight
The brain was feeling heavy I was unable to write
Even though I was hooking words together like a matchmaker
Every time I sat down I had to throw away the scratch paper
I kept down playing all my skills
Until a friend told to start doing my shit again for real
And even though my shit kills hypocritically it heals
Cause it all maybe the ugly truth but you’ll see beauty in what I feel
The haters say nigga go ahead and find another hobby
I wanna be Lupe mix with Bob Marley
So from now on I will destroy all who try to sabotage me
(Radio Daze)
And the radio daze kept us in the dark
And the satellite age brings us to the light
Some feeling the pitch, some feeling the bite
They ain't ready to talk, they're ready to fight
Never leave you alone
(Never, never leave you alone. Never, never leave you alone)
Never leave you alone
(Never, never leave you alone. Never, never leave you alone)
I want you to tell me what your ears are tuned into
Are you dancing with the monkeys or are your ears foolproof
Do you scream revolution or do you rep that red or that blue
Are you tryna be fed or are you give up your mind to lose
See I rather have my kinda music and listen to it alone
Than to be with the crowd and live like drones
Its sad to see that good music is starving out
This is what I love so that’s why my heart is out
Yearning for a dream so my path Im a carve it out
Took a look in the past and realized my dream is far from doubt
So many cats chasing that dollar so they chains can get colder
They want that mansion, them luxury cars, and a bad chick name Rosa
While Im grinding for more such is the life of a loner
Damn, who else hates what the radio plays
When true music become the standard those will be the days
(The Day)
When I wake up, I look into the mirror
I can see a clearer, vision
I should start living today
Cause today is gonna be the day, is gonna be the day
Cause today is gonna be the day, is gonna be the day
Now everyday Im allowed to wake up is a good morning
Stare into the mirror thoughts start forming
Where is my lady lying in bed singing to lure me
With that supple voice that cures me
She, the beauty of my imagination is where I wanna be like the oldie
My ex still wish she had the old me
But I had to change teams, Im Lebron not Kobe
I had to let the man above come mold me
Cuz at the time even I couldn’t control me
Back then I was wild now I rather be lonely
I looked my devils straight in the eyes
After my victory I started to smile at the sky
See everything I write has a new kind of energy
Because my soul has transformed into a new entity
The day has just started watch me form my masterpiece
(Dear God 2.0)
Dear God, I'm trying hard to reach you
Dear God, I see your face in all I do
Sometimes, it's so hard to believe it...
But God, I know you have your reasons
(Uh huh)
Why did you let me walk with a blindfold?
Was I not worthy to possess eyes of gold?
This can’t be how living goes
Where is the different road?
Im wandering to no where carrying restricted hope
Why is that rewards only go to my foes
And little children are left to suffer alone
Crying tears of pain sadness and fear
And people just walk by no matter if they hear
Everyone is out only for themselves
So I guess no one will have friends in hell
How come murderers and rapists are able to post bail?
And why does sex have to be the only thing to sell
If I had the entire world in these hands, I would crush it into oblivion
Then take the fire of our hearts and start rekindling
We live in chaos the earth needs some Ritalin
We need another tidal wave to wash away the sin again
Is this what you intended when your words were written?
All this couldn’t be fiction
Is this really the world that you envisioned?