Landscapes
by Verbz & Mr Slipz
on Lessons of Adolescence (Instrumentals) (2020)
[Verse 1]
Steppin' through a city with no hope where most blow smoke to cope I quote flows from my chosen folk
Left to roam, feelin' I can't best alone, on quest for growth
I question most to find freedom
Humble teachings led me to believe in
Respecting the essence of every lesson that I've needed
Each one teach one 'till our blessings repeated
Watching the winter sunset as I rest for the season
Reminiscing on summer searching for reason
Love turned to lust I payed the cost of bereavement
Staring at bridges I burned to earth feelings
Close to my foes ain't got a hold of my demons
Measuring souls fill holes these words healin'
Unexplored regions I reach when
Piecing together what it means to be achievin'
Me I come a long way from days of drunk schemin'
Back when I was young and dumb fiendin' for feelings found in my dreams when
I ain't drowning in waves of another weekend
Still [?] trains in southern of south feastin'
Slave to my ways I rave through suns peakin'
Young guns chopping up grub for sluts peakin'
Numb tongues rubbing on gums while drums beatin'
And ode to these glum city slums we all breathe in
Me I can't believe what's begun
Seems like we're all in need of a reason to run from
Things that we've done wrong I question where love's gone
I pour liquor in despair for my loved ones
Caught in the years [?] to be above some
Forced cheers from false peers I couldn't trust none
Left staring at a web that I spun, these memories hung
Desperation severs my lung
It's in the air, can't escape it will eventually come
[Hook}
I travel landscapes in search of the unknown
Roaming these glum city slums we all call home
Caught in the time zone searching the globe, am I a slave to the ways of this place we know?
Watching life go by us new tales unfold
Scratching at the surface searching for the worth that your owed
When the funds done your left alone with nothing to hold
When the funds done your left alone with nothing but hope
[Verse 2]
See I been travelling these piss-stained pavements
On weekends to figure out what sweet escape is
A break from the rat race and paper chasing me
I been drowning in waves of procrastination we
Remained chained the ways in which we were raised
Sad to say some never made it out their situation
Others like myself carry on for those souls tainted
Whether you spittin' lyrics, or on them roads paintin'
No say it's more than a passed time is a bold statement
Me I been busy trying to fight the rotation
When nothing's left I question my own faith and
The steps that a man takes to achieve greatness
From the estate rebel that peddles to seek papers
Evading bare faced snakes that bear hatred
To the estranged brother who's fed up and can't change it
Dealing with heart-ache [?] pressure and fast ageing
Many settle for less in order to grasp wages
Stay [?] and never starve the creation
Even though at times I feel as if my efforts are aimless, I blame no one but my self with my pen on these pages, aching
And still searching for more
Ever question your worth through the worst of the storm
These words I form, serve as a purpose for
My self and anyone else that's felt the hurt before
Free my brother he got grabbed by the hand of the law
Handling more than one man can carry I'm sure
And pure fell victim to these ways that we ran with
Kids from the inner-city plains understand this
Ends ain't the same, summers are plagued with madness
Lacks ain't anything changed so what's happenin'
Grey clouds over urban decay we stand in
While I search to escape and break from anguish
[Hook}
I travel landscapes in search of the unknown
Roaming these glum city slums we all call home
Caught in the time zone searching the globe, am I a slave to the ways of this place we know?
Watching life go by us new tales unfold
Scratching at the surface searching for the worth that your owed
When the funds done your left alone with nothing to hold
When the funds done your left alone with nothing but hope
[Outro]
See I still been stepping, shit ain't changed I tell you that
Still waving it with the same faces, I guess somethings you can't change
But I guess that's life
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On Landscapes by Verbz & Mr Slipz
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