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sc static & zoo - the calling lyrics

the calling lyrics

(static’s verse)
cause i remember back when i was just a kid
completely oblivious and filled with innocence
was introduced to rap music from an early age
and became attached to it from an early stage
cause eminem told me to ‘sing for the moment’
told me to loose myself in the music and k!ll the opponents
and nas told me that ‘one mic’s all i’m gonna need
and if i worked hard that ‘i can’ be what i wanna be
i remember having desires to start rapping
i remember being inspired by pac’s p-ssion
was fascinated the way that they flowed lyrically
the way the words rhymed on the beat was just so sick to me
from the moment i first heard it i forever loved it
which is ironic cause my parents kept me sheltered from it
cause i was taught that rappers are people you don’t follow
but what they perceive as villians i saw as role models
cause they taught me how to stand on my own
and that their ain’t a situation i can’t handle alone
taught me that if i was dealing with problems music could help
and most importantly they taught me to stay true to myself
so while you only see the negatives of mic checking
and all you found is ignorance, i found life lessons
and honestly i can’t explain the obsession
or explain the feeling i got when i first came to a session
all i know is that it’s obvious i felt a connection
and you can hear the hunger in my voice with pain and aggression
and i’ve been chasing that feeling daily since middle school
it boosted up my confidence and made me feel invincible
so i’mma grab some headphones, castro dim the light switch
let that beat ride out and i’mma leave this mic ripped
cause there’s more to me then flowing to beats
there’s motion to my poetry to leave emotions released
that’s why i’m finished and i’m done with immaturity
so every word that’s coming off my tongue, i spit it purposefully
it’s more then music cause there’s substance in the words i speak
i used it as a way to overcome my insecurities
it made me positive and changed my mentality
allowed me to temporarily escape from reality
so no i’m not concerned with the audience who doubted me
cause once i’m in my zone it’s like a force field’s surrounding me
i’m untouchable on the mic’s what i tell rappers
cause once i step in that booth it’s like nothing else matters
which to me creates the ultimate buzz
that feeling can’t be reproduced by any substance or drug, nah
so when i rhyme i’m gonna strive for perfection
and always vow to give the track my undivided attention
but it’s hard to keep going when you see no progress
cause being an established musician’s a slow process
that’s why at times i feel like nothing is worth it
why do i keep writing these verses? what the f-ck is the purpose?
d-mn, cause i’ve been struggling severely with this gift
and honestly it would be so much easier to quit
but i was raised better and to always lead, resist defeat
but it’s hard to persevere when all you see is disbelief
i’ve had some people say i’d never be good enough
and i’ve had hopeless moments where the memories could’ve stuck
i’ve had some dreams i was embarr-ssed to chase
i’ve had some of my supposed friends laugh in my face
so what are you supposed to do when it’s a risky equation?
what do you do when your parents don’t even think you can make it?
what do you do when you try and you just get instant rejection?
and you’re told that rapping’s not a realistic profession
cause you’ve got large amounts to pay in loans that you’re not close to
so get a good starting salary as a stockbroker
so you should quit rap and find a new alternative
forget about your dreams and just learn to live conservative
but f-ck that, i’d rather die than retreat
so i’mma keep rhyming to beats until my time is complete
cause i choose to write to poems in a zone of sobriety
and refuse to be grown as a clone to society
who stays persuaded by the lies within this sinful nation
cause they’ve been manufactured as products of manipulation
tricked to believe they need to follow the norm
and that they can’t achieve the dreams they’ve always wanted to form
cause they’ve lost their inspiration and they don’t know what their p-ssion is
and think that making money is the only road to happiness
but don’t believe them when they say that you’ll fail
they only tell you that because they’ve never made it themselves
why else you think they say success is what i’ll never achieve
cause their dreams are long gone, and mine are well within reach
cause they’re living in the past the more they say about their memories
and jealous of the fact my glory days are still ahead of me
that’s why i worked my -ss off from the start
so while you follow what you’re told, i’m gonna follow my heart
so now it’s me against the world until my audience builds
and i’ll pursue my inner p-ssion till my calling’s fulfilled

(zoo’s verse)
it’s hard to write with no music
but i have no choice, so f-ck it i’ll just do it
the pain ain’t new, i’ve already been through it
had a second chance you could probably guess that i blew it
third times a charm, at least that’s what they say
but everyday i think about it and it ain’t going away
ready, set, go, here’s a message to relay
i’ll ‘sober up’ so ‘pray for me’ bump budden on replay
my thoughts are getting evicted, they really can’t stay
someday they’ll make me money but i really won’t know where to pay
so here’s a penny for my thoughts
sit back and listen so you don’t get caught
caught up in this whirl pool, spinning, sinking fast
thinking of my sinning past, linking it with where i am at last
back in rehab, you can say i’m figuring myself out
while the nurse is eagerly tryna figure my health out
let my emotions pour out, no more of the pure doubt
cause lately it’s been a drought
i need this, i need this, i shouted in the mirror
you need, you need this, in my head i can still hear her
i said it, she said it, so it’s a done deal
hah yeah right i wish that’s really how i feel
after everything i’ve been through, still i want it more then ever
under pressure, still digging for this buried treasure
it’s either in the back of my mind or the bottom of my heart
my potential’s somewhere i just don’t know where to start
the devil’s talking to me every morning, every night
every left, every right, every theft, every fight
and when i place my pen to the paper
problems perceive to vapor, it just seems safer
to write it instead of fight it
let my emotions go before they can build up
empty my conscious before it can fill up
after she broke my heart, i broke a pill up
used to hide the fact that i’m an addict when i need to embrace it
used to p-ss this motivation cause i’ll never be able to erase it
run away from the high when i always used to chase it
never caught it but it caught me
knocked me out but never fought me
and here’s the lessons that it taught me
never bite off more then you can chew
my eyes were always bigger then my stomach yet i never knew
take less, give more, yet i never do
finish what you start cause i rarely ever follow through
by the way the only thing that you should ever follow is your own heart
people come and go but it’s there from finish to start
keep your circles small and don’t forget old friends
if you’re at odds with one be sure to make amends
cause they could be here today and gone tomorrow
and the tombstone will talk and wipe away your tears of sorrow
don’t burn bridges cause sharks are in the water
you can’t swim across an ocean alone, it’s suicidal slaughter
in fact you can’t do much by yourself
besides write a book for the sp-ce on your mom’s shelf
read and write everyday for as long as you can
there’s a lot of people in this world who can’t even pick up a pen
don’t forget the pen is mightier then the sword
and there’s never an excuse for you to feel bored
word your body and your mind one at a time
go for a run and then write rhymes
you need to practice prayer often, don’t wait for a sign
everybody has problems, take a number, wait in line
and as a matter of fact anxiety still makes my heart pound
driving through my hometown, i can’t be a let down
i have before and i could be again
the devil feels like i should be again
thankfully i’m searching for the higher power
next time i face the devil i’ll have some firepower
i’m a bronco amongst cattle so i’m not easily rattled
it’s a life long battle that’s knocked me off my saddle
and if i’ve learned one thing in life, it’s get up when you fall down
keep your head up when it’s all down
even if you’re fed up from a small town
there’s no reason to do crack, c0ke, pills, or dope
all of it breaks you down and k!lls your hope
robs you of your feelings and ability to cope
every excuse will tempt you to use
from a bad day at work to a cut or a bruise
even watching your favorite team loose
but if you’re next to me as i’m writing this, all of this is old news
so if i could say one thing, it’d be
if i could say one thing, it’d be choose what you do
and don’t let what you do choose you

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