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letra de all of the above (far alone remix) - gannon

tryna break the mold but it’s hard if i’m not a rebel
still can’t decide if it’s rap or if i’m tryna settle
feel like if i roll the dice it’s signing with the devil
but if i cast aside it’s like, ‘will i regret it?’
i got a lot of words waiting to come out of me
and i got a lot of people i wanna be proud of me
here’s my family, they’re perfect, but can they count on me?
not gonna be the bad apple crackin off the tree
but that’s what i’m off to be
yeah, maybe probably
if i tell my friends bout rap they’re looking down on me
but you know i’m not the type to hang on gang sh-t
i’m on the way up and still on that straight a sh-t
mom wants me to graduate and move to cambridge
but who wants a ivy leaguer with a lack of patience
when i’m pursuing music will i be a-list?
or will i fulfill my goal of making changes?
my first work is t-tled after emerson
am i self-reliant or still relying on images
ya know i might have way too many privileges
incriminating my innocence now where’s the witnesses
will i rap for a symbol or will i rap for the world?
will i sing for the family or will i sing for the girls?
caught up and trying to please all that i love
but i’m greedy and sometimes i want all of the above
i listen to taylor and chancellor is in my spirit
got an eazy appearance thinkin bout all of my lyrics
i probably got takers cause i’m putting my soul on clearance
still haven’t found my independence and perseverance
it’s cloudy out but mr. blue sky is showin
i see the end of the tunnel and man that light is glowin
want the clever writing that’s making you think deep
but i’m still writing the same lines, hit the repeat
i’m till picking these beats
and sittin on these sheets
but i can’t go somewhere else cause this my release
tryna impact the world and maybe see peace
but it’s hard when your ego is nearly deceased
still write the same mix
hanging with same kids
still feelin the same sh-t
still feelin the same sh-t

fillin the millions of feelings instilling inside of my villainous mind
while reelin and thrillin its like penicillin is filling my lord willin mind
still chillin and grilling revealing my ceiling and billin my money like time
concealing my dealings and healing the kneeling beginning of feelin alive

you gotta slow that down if you’re tryna unravel
cause i started from a young age still shootin in the gravel
i was seven when i first picked up the pen
at the time i was too weak geeky really had no friends
i wasn’t the athlete
wasn’t the cl-ss clown
was kinda the math freak
but don’t like how that sounds
so then i started writing all my time was spent
little did i know it was the beginning of the end
and the irony, is now we’re crossing that same bend
except i’m hiding my songs to appeal to what they trend
here’s a quick sample of what it used to be like
i’m sittin on the table let’s see what little me writes
some weird sh-t you’d come up with if you’re knee high
but now i can’t get past it cause i still need to be liked
it’s today but it’s seemin like it’s third grade
it still feels like its my first day
it still feels like it’s my first day

we’re in the middle but it feels like it’s my first page
and i know that this ain’t the worst case
but this feels like it’s my first day
so imma dedicate it to my first tape
all of the above

excerpt: self reliance – ralph waldo emerson:
man postpones or remembers. he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee the future. he cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time

- gannon

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