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letra de 5th element (remix) - collectivepov

(verse 1)
spittin’ raps, for the love of the craft
never produced for years, until a couple had past
i try to stay crisp like the crack of a bat
and i never layed hate, unless i’m smackin’ ’em back
i rapped about god, hoping others would listen
when i never had a solid form of religion
and now i’m swaying from the path of a christian
i’m hating the heat, but i’m in love with the kitchen
it’s that yin-yang balance that we try to find
from hobbies and p-ssions, to our 9 – 5
it’s a yo-yo effect, and i need to unwind
cause i’m getting all tangled, and mangled from time
either way, there’s the sun on my path
it’s one day at a time, but with mistakes in my past
i learn to grow, from this boy to a man
and my life will unfold into something that’s grand
it’s the (5th element)

(sample chorus)
it’s the 5th element
never repet-tive
highly compet-tive
happy and elegant
i’m gettin busier, can you tell?
i got the rhymes that sound so well
man, it’s the 5th element
never repet-tive
highly compet-tive
happy and elegant
i’m gettin busier, can you tell?
i got the rhymes that sound so well

(verse 2)
trying to get my name known, but i dont have the b-lls
it’s why i whisper when i freestyle at all
i rarely do it out loud, unless i’m put on the spot
and if i’m drunk, well i give it all i got, but-
but when i’m home recording, it’s different tale
i’m screaming at my mic until it’s turning pale
and everytime i sit down to try to write a track
i make sure i love it, or it goes into the trash
they dont see the struggle it takes
when you’re promotin’, and you’re trying to hustle your tapes
following these beats, like they’re stuck in my heart
what else could i say? i’m in love with the art
learning lessons, from when i f-cked up
i dont beat myself up, it’s just tough luck
looking in mirrors, with a crooked smile
proudly canadian, i dont need that brooklyn style
it’s the (5th element)

(verse 3)
dove in head first, and wasn’t follow by a clue
i kept swimming, ’till the bottom of the truth
you gotta discover what resonates in you
even though it’s hard when you’re disdained as a youth
for this music, i’m an addict
it’s an outlet of rage of my self destructive habbits
with clenched fists, i’ve claimed that “i’ve had it”
but it’s the love of the craft that really keeps me rapping
that’s the (5th element)

- collectivepov

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