Right Here from Microcosms by Graphic Melee

If I could find way to put you in the moment of my mind set I'd guess you'd see it how I do. But what's 1 world view in comparison to 2? I can't explain the pain of digging a grave in the rain on Christmas Eve, but the history that gets to me is a laundry list on misery. Lives lost endlessly just when I begin to reach the end of my rope. Bottom dollar floating on hope. Sometimes this life can hold you by throat. But its in knowing that we all face the same struggles that I can summon the strength to juggle all of my troubles. Just thinking on this verse I know that I've seen worse when all I built could just crumble into rubble. My songs make connections to right ears too spark a thought or maybe just to insight fears. Put my message in the air and watch it travel on for light years but now I want to put you right here.

Right here and now just hear me out. If you're lost day dreaming with your ear to clouds then you’re missing out, but then again what do I know about when there's more than one path to every route. Dreams bloom sprouts after thoughts plant seeds. An environment that’s real but our eyes will never see. We might be citizens of the same world but we all occupy our own realities. If you can't understand this you'll get stuck where you standing. Like a crash landed stranded on a planet barren staring at what coulda been when you shoulda been focused on approaching the greater good my friend. It might sound strange if we're in the same book but I'm on a different page so I took center stage to explain. I didn't see it yet so I had to be the change.

Right here swimming with my thoughts my fears ideas that you'll never hear. Lost my tears in the writing that I steer until it's piercing into ears. Is it so weird to wanna make my vision clear? A statement of purpose. My time on the earth is reserved for the service of the sound til it sounds perfect. Word merchant working to make the curtain lift. Plus I'll write up a verse that tighter than a tourniquet. Right here wave lengths gave strength to a chain link that was on the brink set to sink. Blink. The inspirations gone for another song so I catalogue my thoughts til the phrases grow long. So long that my brain can't contain those songs as they exit from my being and splatter across the lawn. The day my imagination exploded it sounded sorta like this when the data unloaded.

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• underground hip hop
• Portland