lirik lagu sdb, kevin keef & amok - state of rhyme
[verse 1: amok]
workin’ shifts my full~time job, ain’t been a pleasant journey
but i gotta clock in, or else my future looks concerning
tell me why i gotta waste my time on moppin’ floors?
the bills i pay take half my salary, i can’t afford to eat no more
morale is low, no motivation to keep going
yet i’m being forced to work this graveyard shift
til’ early morn’, we wasn’t born
to operate like this, we’re being misinformed
by the higher~ups, so they can eat their grapes
and live like sworn~in kings with crowns of th~rns
waking up to clouded skies
the rain is not a welcome sight
thе sun is never peeking
been a minute sincе it blessed my eyes
the opposite of rise and shine
ain’t got a single speck of drive
i gotta ride my bike, or else i show up late, can’t hitch a hike
no time to get the license
’cause it’s wasted by this 9~5
learn the ropes and get the whip;
the story of this life of mine (ah)
can’t even visit my own family
constant occupation on the radar and it bothers me
trapped in isolation, this could end in a calamity
i’m tired of being in this situation, speakin’ candidly
i come to collect, cash in a check, and then i’m gone
that’s why type of sh~t that kev and i been on since we was small
[verse 2: kevin keef]
’cause i been searching for a purpose i can birth and nest
the furnace burns, i work and learn to curb the guess
all while i discern each step, to preserve my worth
i throughly yearn for depth
my soul don’t twist or turn for less
and if hurt emerge, or burdens resurface
i’m gon’ return to text
no church or sect could nurse this hurt i kept
i been a nervous wreck ~ not emergent with my purpose
i was too scurred to manifest
and i’ve been burdened ever since;
i was a kid, and had no verse to spit
no murderous grit, but stirring in me
was this urge to make a switch
i worked through phases, burnt through pages
left a couple blank
some bars were vacant, half~assed paintings
but i brushed ’em off as rank
but now i’m posted, practiced patience
let that pain provoke a change
and made a sp~ce we could create in
with no doubt or petty angst~
that used to fuel their claims of failure
but now ya better say the names of my
acquaintance and i, we run this sh~t like the mob
try to clap and we’ll applaud you for steppin’ to gods
there ain’t no gimmicks involved
the only weapons we draw
will put our victims in chalk
with all these writtens we scrawl
’cause now, every bar’s a brushstroke
or a bullet if you scoff
and if i draw, it’s a picasso
or you might get written off
i don’t pose no picture
i just come posted with my dawg
and that’s amok with the pen
he ’bout to pop it and go off
tell ’em! (what)
[verse 3: amok]
i’m takin’ my ball, turnin’ my back
gon’ scout a brand new route
the thought of findin’ solid ground’s
impossible to wrap around
my head is spinnin’, runnin’ in circles
from all this overtime
a constant loop, my mind has shifted
done tryna to appease the crowd
the curtain drawing on me
i can’t wait to take a final bow
leave the stage and drop the mic
set fire to my old facade
i’m pickin’ my brain, clutchin’ at straws
and wipin’ sweat
tryna piece together why i stayed
when all the others left
got no place to go and if i leave
they’ll be comin’ for my head
i wasn’t built to go to war
still at your door, properly prepped
i reap rewards of pain i rep
my back is sore from all these steps
to make my dues and gain respect
and one day finally earn success
each and every stroke of breath’s meant to impress
sh~t, i went broke for less
too scared to fight the consequence i’m facin’
i’m a different man
could swore i had more b~lls when alls i did
was give out zero d~mns
disciple of environments
that changed the way my brain is wired
petrified of poverty, i bust my ass to not get fired
my hands are tied and occupied
i’ve tried to find where freedom lies
peace is what i need
but i can’t seem to reach that state of mind
been demonized so many times
for tryna make my dreams see light
trouble sleepin’, hate and spite
convincin’ ’em to stay combined
[verse 4: kevin keef]
i’m in pursuit of my passion
but these actions got me doublin’ back
the weight behind my stillness
speak much louder than each verse i’ve rapped
in which i verbally burst the gat
but since i’m trapped, i gotta back
i clock in out of habit
why my craft’s been caught up, stuck in drafts
in which i visualize my past; the good and the bad
the sh~t that made me built to last
i’m quick to laugh, but that disguise
won’t hide the drifting wrath
i feel it grow, in fact
it’s coiled around my breath and also echoes in my steps
man, there’s a coldness in my chest
i can’t control, feel like it won’t be long
til’ i’m all gone and nothing’s left
but then i press play on a old soul record
it re~arranges my state of mind
and puts me in a state to rhyme
i made my mind, i’m takin’ mines
i built this sh~t from fragments
i would k!ll to make it happen
that i make it out this madness
and i’m free from all attachments
and if anybody got a problem
man, we can get to scr~ppin’
with fists, or get to clappin’
i flip, and then go at ya
pistol whip you with the blaster
too equipped with what you’re lacking;
a sense of grit, i got a passion
that could outlast a whole battalion
i just outjab ’em with my ad~lib
see, i towered in a climate
that could make the hardest man turn coward
stood through every storm, i made it home
i wore my words like sacred fabric
now the voice a whisper and its words
ain’t ever catch me crackin’
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