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letra de report card - the myth of ken

patterns have been really on my mind since the 80s
when they pulled me out of bio to surrender all my haties
cuz some loser in connecticut was poppin in a gun free
color me a benedict of tism cuz i run screens
the people started being nice like real change
made me feel like i belong but it feel strange
went from reading in the cold all alone
to the center of attention cuz some foal pull a chrome
it was nice for the time but it soon came to fade
for the hi’s and the shine turn despise into shame
so i pulled out the strap from its place in the safe
and i planned to replace all those feelings with faith
i started thinking bout the work that i came through
a c+ all my work put a name to
they wouldn’t see me as the g*nius that i was
i’d be human-k!ller-average on the brink of the buzz

can you come tell me where to go from here
all my life i’ve been so f-cked up (f-cked up)
and i’m hiding from the waves;
and i’m hiding from my grades
like i can’t stand to fail

lyrics have been really on my mind since the 90s
first real showin’ had the cards to remind me
40 maybe 50 people out in the crowd
i was sweatin’ in my dreams, they were cheerin’ real loud
but they started gettin’ soft like real change
man approached to present and it feel strange
i been writin’ for myself all the years
now these people know my face and i refuse to give into my peers
but i made it through the struggle of a crowd show
had n-body i could tell for the “how go?”
i been speakin’ all these words over time
but n-body ever heard ’em ’til i started givin’ into dime
i started thinkin’ bout the rhymes that i’ve put forth
if i gave in what would i get to pave forward
i wouldn’t get to be the g*nius that i am
i’d be just another copy of the radio – signal jam

can you come tell me where to go from here
all my life i’ve been so f-cked up (f-cked up)
and i’m hiding from the waves;
and i’m hiding from my grades
like i can’t stand to fail

my homework never done pre-cl-ss
projects always turned in last
don’t think that i’ve changed for the better
i’m still sendin’ in solutions on flip of the letter
but i’ve come to the realization of time
we ain’t got much less, but i still got mine
so i skip on the stress, and i dip on the mind
i discuss big ideas, and i freak on the rhyme
i know that i should take approach more serious
put my best in the hopes you’ll be hearin’ this
but i’m lazy, a f-cked up spaz
i’m a keep on rhymin’ ’til my ears go bad

- the myth of ken

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