Reachin’

21May

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(Produced by JasWho? & written by Atiim Chenzira, 2010)

Verse 1:

I keep reachin’ for the top.

I can’t stop until I find a key, but maybe that implies there’s a door.

I can’t take it no more.

I’m a carpenter, creative, so I build from the floor.

Babel in the Babylon.

One tree and another till the whole World’s bare.

Like Cybertron, transforming from my old fears.

I hear something in the distance, and sounds like it’s me, and I think that it is.

No shit…

I reflect the protection, the imperfection.

I’m living in a section that really needs help, but I can’t help you until I help myself.

Can’t sit like a book collecting dust on a shelf.

Oh well, blow it off, and I keep on pushing.

Sew up the bleeding heart syndrome that keeps on mushing.

Squishing in a little bit of me time too.

Eyes shining red, and a heart that’s blue.

Brrrreeeeeaaaaath…..

I can’t just leave it alone, until a king on a throne is crowned me.

Glory to the C – O – M – M – (U – N – I – T – Y!),

Cause that’s what I aspire to be, aspire to lead, aspire to seed, aspire to grow.

“Come on in y’all. The doors are open folks. Now have a seat.”

 

Chorus 1:

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

 

Verse 2:

One yellow brick after one yellow brick I hear a voice inside say, “I hear you!”

Looking in the mirror, mirror, on my wall I took a journey through the Universe the darkness and all.

I made a deal with the Devil and God, the great Di-Chotomous, Omnibus, while bowing my head.

And it’s clear that I’m heaven sent.

Walking through these valleys of tears; gnawing and gnashing; burning and slashing.

Echoes of the silence…

Back! to living routines, scheming through dreams, street crimes and violence.

I put my green thumb in it.

My name ain’t Bennett, and I was raised a defendant, so now I’m going to work.

We ain’t got’ nothing to waste…

Taste the after-math. The blood baths, and hate.

Take your time if you want to, but it takes you.

It almost took me, but I’m back on the crew.

 

Chorus 2:

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

 

Verse 3:

Ask for wisdom at its simplest don’t ask for the rest, cause’ everyday single day you breath you’ll be put to the test.

So I invest all my energy, the best of my time.

Like the Wile E. Coyote, but I’m out of my mind.

And the sign said stop, but I went right through.

What the hell is going on?

Yeah, I’m talking to you.

It’s a profession of oppression, suppressing the truth.

Got to be about it; keep it moving, and do what you do.

Even if they tell you that you can’t, you show and you prove.

Sharing their fears with their love,

Hear it but don’t give up.

Ambitious, wishes, dreams, plotted goals…

When it rains let it pour, rainbow, pot of gold.

Hold On!

Ancestors…

If they gave up too quick-sand…

Flip the script man…

Stroke the paint brush with your plan.

Stand on your own two.

Entrepreneu’ to do what you wanna’ do.

 

Chorus 3:

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top. (For the top)

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top.

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top.

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top.

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

I keep reachin’ for the top.

I can’t stop. Cain’t find it round’ here in the bottom where I dropped.

 

Link to song

(2010) JasWho? – Nudroid Musik

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