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letra de a little about my life - erik paul

(verse 1)
lyric demolition, my flow is always damaging
i made it in a flash, you can fl!cker up your camera lens
wear god on my neck and wrist, my soul embrace the vatican
but me and lonely women still engage in those shenanigans..
why i am so contradictory? i’m always asking him..
found out the hard way that sin’s a synonym for accident
catechism cl-ss couldn’t captivate a clattered kid
and lord knows pain is just a mother f-ckin catalyst..
i’m carrying the weight of all my demons in a bag a sh-t
feelin’ h-lls flame like somebody let the dragons in
i was just an average kid.. then i started rappin’ and
its like the words i wrote began predicting what would happen next
am i going crazy? and if i sit around for hours enveloped in thoughts
does that really make me lazy?
even on a clearest day, my mind goes hazy
i just miss the days of no cares, nothing could phase me
writers block? sh-t, i take your blocks make a building
i’m not into guns, so i let lyrics make a k!llin’
hanging in ohio, but it’s freezing so we chillin
the last thing on my bucket list is make a couple million
started spittin’ rhymes, and people started buyin’ tickets
battled rapped some b-tches, and their audience was was just crickets
the way i rap you would think i’da been signed though..
but i’m not.. so i just write to make the time go..

(chorus)
before you judge me..
i just wanna let you know a little bit about my life..
before you nudge me
i wanna let you a thing or two..
before you trust me
i wanna let you know some things ab
before you judge me..
i think there’s a couple things you should know

(verse 2)
i still wonder who had the last laugh..
i see the light, until the thunder brings the past back
an under dog, fighting just to get the last scr-ps
playing an actor, can i have my old cast back?
and now i blazed on dank haze to stop stressin’
at ease with head games, a love maze, and being tested..
how’m i supposed to live, when my brain ain’t well rested
we all have true feelings, some hide em, well i express em
and i’ve grown to hate what i would always tell myself i loved
the same mistakes i made recur again, i look above
and ask for help, and guidance, my timeline is so violent
my body goes rage while my mind remains silent
give my controls to fate, walking on auto pilot
i’m blinded in blacked out trials, i’m unconscious
whine about my problems, when people with real problems
making me feel like the words that im whining are pure nonsense
shield myself from b.s., and drown out all the comments
on a constant basis, d-mn it hurts to be this honest
d-mn it hurts to be this honest..
mixing funny fluids in gl-sses with gin and tonic
and is it really so ironic that a kid who ain’t a star yet
is blazing back a trail so bright that people call him comet
i didn’t think my life so common, so i’ll stick to standing out
for the reasons why i started…

- erik paul

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