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letra de highway skate of mind - simple grim

high speed like lightning
i like seeing finite life keep fighting
my sight keeps these timelines
while i try my might by my mind, psyche
blind my eyes be
why? i might be crying right beside my flying
i see light behind despite these frightnings
dying meets life brings
four wheels on the pavement
while i’m contemplating what exactly was it that the pave meant
(whoosh!)
another bystander came and went
looking at me funny kind of like i’m famous
this is my kind of entertainment
entertainment that’s dangerous
you can’t hang with
and my man, smurphy, came with
slaying these concrete waves, man
and eating it is spontaneous
never know when i might slip, fall, hit my head, hurt my pancreas
wake up thinking, “what kind of slang is this?”
while my headphones pump this anguish
’cause my life ain’t painless
and my hands ain’t stainless
h-ll, my mouth is always cankerous
probably ’cause i’m always so d-mn anxious, dang it
but the strangest
part about this equation
is the creative language just might not get played
so it might as well vanquish
thankless is this occupation
why am i even awake, man?
’cause i can write these pages
grind all night and day
and i might never well make it
i can’t take it
save it
give you my heart?
i already gave it
and i pray that you’re coming at me soft
and with a little bit of grace
any moment you can break it
my mind is trapped
it’s been placed in this bas-m-nt and i hate this
but come witness this greatness
from the ashes i’ve awakened
i wrote this going 40 on a back road
out of control
at last on track, though
fast forward rap so fast no cats know that your track flows wack, bro
snap back on backwards
flapping in the wind like a pterodactyl
while i grab at ideas for a track
till i throw them in a bag (bagwell)
well, that’s called astros
abso-lutely dark inside like a black hole
that’s no – foolery
i’m a monster like castro
my last known location was a graveyard sitting next to snapped bones
’cause i’m k!lling everything in sight
and the words are cooking up a high like crack stones
yeah
and i will never stop popping lead till i drop dead
i ain’t talking shots
i talk hot read ink coming out of my cropped head
brains splattered on this paper
heart’s tatted black with these bruises
this track is laced with my makeup
truth is, this is more than music
ahh!
this is a movement
for the kids who’ve been abused with
unforgivable words like stupid
who don’t know how to cope when the blues h-t
when all they do is cry
who only see pain when they close their eyes
who stay in bed ’cause they’re just to tired to try
the lives like mine
’cause i’m still there
i’ve wanted to die
still fear i might not survive
but until that day, i will never give up on you till my demise
i’ll give you all the supplies that i never had when i had to fight
’cause i am not dead
no
i am alive
i am alive!
this is my life
this is my death
i’ve given everything to you, even my breath
this is my blood
this is my sweat
this is every pump that i feel in my chest
this is my “no”
this is my “yes”
look in my eyes
feel this stress
i’ll give you my worst
i’ll give you my best
and what’s ever left
i’ll give you the rest
yes!

- simple grim

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