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letra de scribbles - a.d. carson

“[1]
funny i pour my heart and soul into bars
i used to go to bars to get full and pull ‘em apart

many falls—and scars—led to many starts
it all was simple. gunfire sounded like starter pistols

on your marks, get set. know your lane and your pace, so
you can finish strong or be ready for when they say, “go.”

the city where i got practice
kind of tried to teach us success had restricted access

to me and mine
while we was drafting some decent rhymes
crafting sequences, accenting features of frequent crime
teachers p-ssing us, actually, leaving us more behind
seeking the same from girls in my cl-sses. think, in my mind
if i find i can finally freak and even repeat it
bring it up in discussions ‘cause nothing like this is secret
then
i might be the kind of man i imagine
and even if i’m not, i can say i am when i’m rapping

[hook]
i used to scribble in my notebooks
wishing i could go through living
how them folks do when i used to write

and all the visions i would go through
wishing i could hold to, living
i suppose those scribbles are my life

[if it’s a luxury, still it ain’t enough to me
but what i write is what i be.]

[2]
funny it sound like i’m judging when i write sentences
and that’s about the most i can show you i got conviction with

i mean, i sit and get
frustrated often
by the rush, laying coffins
in the dust, saying, “pardon my

interruption
but i’m off making what i can
from the nothing i inherited and carry with me
so, of course, i want a lotta sh-t buried with me
and i hurry, quickly, to places that’s preparatory to me
meeting my
maker, or my momma’s worst nightmare

it ain’t coincidence i’m into living right there
at the intersection where the winter’s less and less the
coldest feeling that’s possessed by me. and my profession seems to
see and be the freshest. so the cooler means success

even if it’s to the death
i might be the kind of man i imagine
and even if i’m not, i can say i am when i’m rapping.”

[hook]
i used to scribble in my notebooks
wishing i could go through living
how them folks do when i used to write

and all the visions i would go through
wishing i could hold to, living
i suppose those scribbles are my life

[if it’s a luxury, still it ain’t enough to me
but what i write is what i be.]

[3]
it’s vivid like richard wright when i write for riches
write like eric—easy when i’m writing scriptures
right and wrong—no different when i’m writing songs
preach when i speak
almost like i’m writing psalms

coolie high—i tell you, n-gg-, truly i
can go from cool mu’f-cka to unruly guy

write until
ain’t nothing left to write
write to death
to keep you moving right to left

[hook]
i used to scribble in my notebooks
wishing i could go through living
how them folks do when i used to write

and all the visions i would go through
wishing i could hold to, living
i suppose those scribbles are my life

[if it’s a luxury, still it ain’t enough to me
but what i write is what i be.]”

- a d carson

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