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letra de time capsule - miz mic

ink on paper my hand writes freely
i try to help with stability but i’m not sure that it needs me
there are things deep within other are scared to explore
the soul which can’t be closed upon opening the door
so these feeling, ideas and thoughts escape without capture
written on some paper that i know i’ll refer back to
dark times funny times all persevered in a time capsule
with no delete, escape, backsp-ce or cancel

the words are written, almost like engraved
and whether i like it or not they are permanently saved
they’ll be sung rapped or hidden through the duration of my life
and its the music that decides whether they’re in your face or light
and the pen starts tremble with the energy
almost like my story is being told by ent-ty
a power way beyond what we know on planet earth
but knows me more than i know myself knows my future and my birth
and my fears and my comforts
and my knowledge and my wonders
how i make it to the top and how i stop from going under
and there’s nothing i can do about this apparently
am i scared by the unknown or the transparency??

i don’t wanna grow why did i to be a teen
you have pressures and experiences children wouldn’t dream
and the worst part about is reality slaps you
tells you to act your act so youth ain’t something you can go back to
falling asleep and getting carried to bed
a story to remove any bad thought in your head
and your nightmares were bout monsters that came in the night
instead of rent, money, food and where you’d sleep for the night

you’d get praised for colouring in outside of the lines
as a teen that happiness is almost impossible to find
and as an adult that praise has the odds to change lives
to…magnify what its like to live high
to..do more than get you buy to live and not survive
to…not only walk on the moon the chance to fly
but those odds are impossible so jump down from the sky
and kiss your wildest dreams goodbye

instead we go back in time, back to the basics
back to the first 4 elements that made this
back to remembering we’re part of a whole
and without the other pieces the culture can’t grow
the story’s not completed, the ink’s running dry
i’ll do everything possible before i watch it all die
we’re here as a team in the underground scene
meet up and scheme bout how we reach our dreams, hey

- miz mic

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