My heart skips a beat everytime I get off that train
Different colors different people images run through my brain
I can fall asleep on a train and wake up where i wanna be.
Truth is I wanna go where ever it is that I can see
I take pics of my journeys so I can document my spots
Some are a lil blurry; me trying to avoid getting caught
But thats city life, a little danger a little daring.
I walk around at 3 in the morning not even caring
Cause everybody caught in the ecstasy of night
The joy in being out until the daylight
The girls? words cant begin to explain
You could grab a hundred off the street and none of them would be the same
I sleep to the lullaby of sportscenter and police sirens
If i told you I didnt love it id def be lyin
My music taste is embraced
in a category i cant be placed
I'm an individual
Artisian heritage is apparently residual
For i write i rhyme I sing I play
For the freedom of never having to say "I want it that Way"(lol)
I am who I am
a creative artistic man
Bear with me
The credit goes to one being
The heart of my city.
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