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letra de pieces of me - peter j. seifert

[verse 1: jem]

cash and trees, cash and trees
that’s all they ever talk about be quiet please
why can’t i ever get some peace and quiet for free?
all these dudes are fronting, want a piece of me
whenever i step to the mic the flow’s supreme
i can tell you still hating by the feel
but i’m still being me cos’ i’m being real
‘love rules everything’, that’s how i’m tryna see
but these shades called reality are blocking my vision
everything’s a filter – man listen to my precision
this is textbook but pages are missing
rip another one out and write down your intuition
i only see far as my souls ambition
stumble even further – my eyes are listening
from hooks and books we’re constantly learning
i put prosperity on my heart but it’s not for yearning
everything i succeed at i breathe and ransack
don’t even try and jock my soul cos’ you couldn’t handle my flow
they say ‘birds with the same feathers ain’t gonna fly together’
well i’m an eagle and you’re a feather
forever waiting, for some acceptance
why do all your questions have to follow up with a f-cking sentence?
why do all your questions? they got false intentions
we don’t wanna’ be a slave but we’re still in that position
why would i quit my dreams cos’ of some prohibitions?
i’m in automatic transmissions, driven by compet-tion
in theory, i think this planets in a coalition
ruled by ammunition so this is my premonition
ready to get brutally murderous in this position
on a rap expedition searching for higher wisdom
but that’s a mystery in history – i wan’t answers
a.d.h.d, my zone’s like kendrick’s, and rest in pieces
yeah, aim for the highest t-tle
higher than a priest, more godly than a king
something like big l but i put a spin on it
i’m just as ill whenever i’m being myself
uh, i’m just as ill whenever i’m being my, self

[verse 2: jem]

it’s funny how we enjoy the ups in life more
but only when we’re down we can tell what’s up
before i was used to feeling my luck
as of now i’m feeling like i’m really stuck
not out of luck just struck by a pattern
that reflects only with worse matters
something like symmetry, almost probably
and i know i’m probably gonna’ get out of this cycle
but i ain’t up for touring
just one stop to the finish line
by the time i’m at the line i’ll be done rhyming
recycle the worst things and see the silver lining
always a deeper matter, maybe darker but whatever
through ‘thick and thin’ you should always finish better
not ready, unsteady, feeling too queasy? just take it slow
didn’t you get told this ain’t supposed to be easy?
you gotta, find your inner essence
that makes your adolescence more fluorescent
now let that mindset drive until you reach omnipresent
sever each section, study your own reflection
through the gl-ss; pain feels like forever
that’s why we puff lie and we cover it whenever
i guess that’s why you’re always so afraid to endeavour
this blood orange could ‘un-peel’ itself forever
uh

[breakdown & outro]

- peter j seifert

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