First rule, Never let them change you

Heiruspecs // Heartsprings

Gold and crimson tinged, flittering leaves litter the streets
Sitting beneath the trees, she sleeps innocently
Didn’t believe that a being so beautiful flew this low
Using slumber to stun others with features almost musical
And when her low notes, my soul hopes for something more than friendly
When her golden notes hit other folks, I feel close to envy
I’d never wake her, but if the slumber ever ceases
I would rouse her with my kisses and tussle with her demons
Seemingly familiar even though I know I’ve never met her
Like I send a dream in a letter to heaven and it sent her

Because I love this song.

(Source: simply-jimmy)

Intuition // Dear John

Look, lazy me, I know we had a fun run,
But complacency is coming undone.
You’re out of season, me and
My people trying to come up,
No longer relying on that dumb luck.

Yup

Son of a gun, baby bullet, *BLAOW*.
Itchy finger on the trigger I’mma pull it, now.
Shoot some stars down, make room for pals
Because waiting wasn’t worth it so we rules it out.

Like

Hi and goodbye, depression, I’ll probably miss you,
And all the fun things that we been through.
Like sleeping through tough times me and just you
As if the gray days might be gone after this snooze.

I got some shit news, you’re no longer needed,
I found something better to believe in.
His name is Lee and he’s pretty good at being there for me
And I regret to inform you that you’ll probably never meet him.

Negativity, you’re fun to talk shit with,
But God damn it gets a bit ridiculous.
High horse in a glass house no room to nit pick,
You’re why people end up with their wrists slit,

Tsk, tsk.

Mix the Bisquick flatter than the landscape,
Or your man’s face during all these fake handshakes.
Kicked you out the crew and I can’t wait,
I’m sick of you being sick of circumstances trying to damn fate.

Stubbornness you probably won’t listen,
Too busy thinking everybody’s got no vision.
That’s low living, closed doors no openin’
Sometimes you gotta play the game you’re not coachin’ it.

Got no business

Start taking advice,
And stop betting on yourself when you’re shaking the dice.
Stop being such a dick when you’re breaking the ice,
You got some wise friends, let them in, make them your life.

And

Promiscuity he got a lot of love to give,
And the ladies seem to like it when they’re snuggled under him.
But the numbers is getting kind of cumbersome,
One track mind shows in every other hug you give.

I think you’re just seeking validation,
Trying to fill some void you can’t without a gal to lay in.
Manipulate affection cause you don’t know how to gain it,
But you’d make better connections if you learned about patience.

Jealousy, it’s time to stop freaking out
About what other folks are doing you should be seeking out,
A route that works for you cause even just a meek amount
Of doubt within yourself can lead to never being proud.

And success is all relative.
Being upset about your relevance is not worth the hell it gives.
I got a feeling that my heaven awaits,
So I’mma better myself like it’s never to late.

This is honestly a must listen. This has to be my favorite song.

(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)

Heiruspecs // Heartsprings

Gold and crimson tinged, flittering leaves litter the streets
Sitting beneath the trees, she sleeps innocently
Didn’t believe that a being so beautiful flew this low
Using slumber to stun others with features almost musical
And when her low notes, my soul hopes for something more than friendly
When her golden notes hit other folks, I feel close to envy
I’d never wake her, but if the slumber ever ceases
I would rouse her with my kisses and tussle with her demons
Seemingly familiar even though I know I’ve never met her
Like I send a dream in a letter to heaven and it sent her

One of my favorite songs.

comatose-on-rhymes:

Huey Mack // Alive

I feel like I’m slowly dying, but it kill me to not be trying,
Yeah they be coming for me but I aint hiding. 
I swear that I’m gonna get better; I’m tired of fucking up.
I’m tired of hoping and praying, wishing I’ll catch luck. 
No matter how far I make I’ll never be good enough. 
No matter what drive you have, the road is still going to be tough 
So keep that head up, and never let up, 
I say that corny shit in hopes that somebody out there really gives a fuck.

(Source: simply-jimmy)

goodmusic-goodvibes:

Ice Cube -It was a good day 

It was a very good Weekend, Nice L.A. Weather 

comatose-on-rhymes:

Big Daddy Kane // Warm It Up Kane

You can’t hate the old school.

comatose-on-rhymes:

Windchill // Pay Homage

I wanna take this time out, to pay homage
To those who came before me, and I promise
To keep the nonsense, free from my concepts
And stay honest.