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letra de truth of my youth - everyday (au)

[verse 1: everyday]
the truth of my youth, the p-ssion as a teen
pac and biggie in my speakers, [?] was on my screen
and my dream as a teen wasn’t blowing in the scene
it was giving something back to a culture that raised me
this music that saved me, kept me on track
i never needed nothin’ more than just my pen and my pad
i’d sit and write a rhyme to free the mind most nights
and time would stop dead what with every sentence
now with every single letter carefully linked together
versatility is proven, my mind keeps it moving
i listen to the silence and though my mind fights it
i find the peace divided and the rhythm that’s inside it
so i ride it to broaden my horizons
a spiritual wilderness like those mountains of zion
hip-hop’s in my blood and, yo, it’s running right through me
you dare question that then i guess you never knew me
the truth be tomorrow’s promised to none
but everyday’s a new chapter how this story begun
and with k21 and realizm on the track
in two-thousand-and-thirteen ain’t no looking back

[verse 2: k21]
kept it basic to remind me of the simple things
listening to help revive me when i’m withering
addicted, riddled with a virus, never givin’ in
forgive me but i couldn’t find another synonym
[?] on the rhythm, i most likely will be hindering
the posers when i’m riding through the night into oblivion
live from the asylum, bring the grime [?] g/listening
rhyme to make ’em climb inside the vibe that i’m delivering
bl–dy from the terrordome, trouble on my mind
cranium left traumatised, never organised
slippin’ all time, it ain’t hard to tell
hideous since birth, mother called me gargamel
hit ’em hard as h-ll, forever make ’em catch wreck
king phonetic seem unsympathetic
they [?] in, i dead ’em, you pumpkins get shredded
i said it, you read it, nothing to f-ck with, forget it
i let it all out, bittersweet medicine sound
an effort to be gettin’ down so i neck it and bounce
and if i didn’t ever do it then i’d never be ’round
so i’m now living for the truth until i’m buried and proud

[verse 3: realizm]
yo, the siren’s blare, let’s find somewhere
to hide my face from the tiger’s glare
seen a sign somewhere, one time, one [?]
one life, one love, and the time is rare
ain’t the type to care, i blindly swear
eyes wide shut, and we tied to chairs
my job and my p-ssion
these songs we just rapping for a pound and a dap
the crowds on our map
the louder they clap for the sounds that we smash
in and out of the lab, i’m down for this crack
as profound as a slap from an open hand
i’ll read that palm is i can know the plan
in the [?] these days are hopeless
day in, day out, fade from the focus
my movement resembles a plague full of locusts
the bars on the table, serve this plate up for moses

- everyday au

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