Been on that independent stuff, the things that make you “one”
That sentiment, element, that most others shun
Hold up, let me start this right…
I’m content with myself, driven by my own accord
Motivation and strive are all I can afford
My style plays on like a piano and a chord
Several pieces come together to make a harmony restored
But my meaning and purpose, are merely scattered on a board
The feeling I’ve poured
Pain leaving me beached, shored
But still I compose to keep myself reassured
On, I continue, evermore not ignored
Debauchery and flagrant sin are not company at my table
We do often mingle, but soon they’re dismissed when I’m stable
Uneasy and hesitant are not in my nature, not if I’m able
To hold back the transgressions and refrain from a label…
So that’s my tall tell of how I avoid misconceptions
The way I keep myself in compromising conditions
The visions, decisions, blurred judgment in missions
But still I compose to keep up with traditions
Maybe you know more now of where I reside
Perhaps you can decipher my message inside
My splurging, outright trail of pride
This is I, SpitItReal, and truth is never denied…
That sentiment, element, that most others shun
Hold up, let me start this right…
I’m content with myself, driven by my own accord
Motivation and strive are all I can afford
My style plays on like a piano and a chord
Several pieces come together to make a harmony restored
But my meaning and purpose, are merely scattered on a board
The feeling I’ve poured
Pain leaving me beached, shored
But still I compose to keep myself reassured
On, I continue, evermore not ignored
Debauchery and flagrant sin are not company at my table
We do often mingle, but soon they’re dismissed when I’m stable
Uneasy and hesitant are not in my nature, not if I’m able
To hold back the transgressions and refrain from a label…
So that’s my tall tell of how I avoid misconceptions
The way I keep myself in compromising conditions
The visions, decisions, blurred judgment in missions
But still I compose to keep up with traditions
Maybe you know more now of where I reside
Perhaps you can decipher my message inside
My splurging, outright trail of pride
This is I, SpitItReal, and truth is never denied…
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