i'm goin to bed soon, i've been busy as fuck lately, but i felt like droppin this. My album is extremely local, i have no hopes of makin it big in my town, so its geared mostly towards those i know. This song is about graduating and moving on.
From Junior High to Senior High/
From Newlongsburg to bein high/
From riding bikes to DUI's/
Its hard to say "I"ll see you guys"/
From NES to PS2/
From what was taught to what is true/
From trends and friends to cults and crews/
I'd die for you, turn black and blue/
From squares to Cope/ So scared to toke/
Knock knock jokes to bathroom humor/
To parties with bacardi, 40 oz. at Smartie Arties - STOP THE RUMORS/
Cuz its gettin too real/
Its hard to leave my friends cuz its the end of Murrysville/
Its endin but it ain't over: too much for us to forget/
We movin on and movin along/ Got love from life to death/
I feel my chest beat harder cuz my heart is ripped and torn/
Its hard to say goodbye to those we've known since we was born/
So i warn all that follow: the end comes quicker than you'd think/
So grab a bag of schwag, pour out some liquor and take a drink//And live it up/
With no regrets/
Rainchecks/ And start a fight/
---Don't clown around, clown other towns/
Lay it down and you'll unite/
Once the last person spits his verse, i'll send you up the audio....gimme some feedback.
(Sorry i ain't been around lately. They got me workin the night shift...)
P.S. I know its not extremely lyrical, but i think with meaningful songs, spittin a tight verse detracts from the message.
From Junior High to Senior High/
From Newlongsburg to bein high/
From riding bikes to DUI's/
Its hard to say "I"ll see you guys"/
From NES to PS2/
From what was taught to what is true/
From trends and friends to cults and crews/
I'd die for you, turn black and blue/
From squares to Cope/ So scared to toke/
Knock knock jokes to bathroom humor/
To parties with bacardi, 40 oz. at Smartie Arties - STOP THE RUMORS/
Cuz its gettin too real/
Its hard to leave my friends cuz its the end of Murrysville/
Its endin but it ain't over: too much for us to forget/
We movin on and movin along/ Got love from life to death/
I feel my chest beat harder cuz my heart is ripped and torn/
Its hard to say goodbye to those we've known since we was born/
So i warn all that follow: the end comes quicker than you'd think/
So grab a bag of schwag, pour out some liquor and take a drink//And live it up/
With no regrets/
Rainchecks/ And start a fight/
---Don't clown around, clown other towns/
Lay it down and you'll unite/
Once the last person spits his verse, i'll send you up the audio....gimme some feedback.
(Sorry i ain't been around lately. They got me workin the night shift...)
P.S. I know its not extremely lyrical, but i think with meaningful songs, spittin a tight verse detracts from the message.