WAY TO LIVE

By Creed (1972)
On album How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live?...The Songs Of Blind Alfred Reed (1972)

How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live?...The Songs Of Blind Alfred Reed
[Part I]

[Chorus]
Yeah, I was selling drum beats, it ain't no way to live, yeah
Yeah, I been down the whole way and it brought me to this, ayy
Couldn't put a break on me, I'm over limits, yeah
They brought out the monster, now they know what it is
I just spent my life's work on a mic' for the stu', yeah
Rack a couple digits up, it ain't nothin' new, ayy
I was sellin' drum beats, it ain't no way to live, yeah
They brought out the monster, now they know what it is

[Verse 1]
Know what it is when the youngest of 'em step in the booth
Recorded this in the furthest corner left of my room
I caught a case back when CJ flipped his shit and refused
If it don't kill me, it'll drive me when I'm back on the loose
Foot on the pedal, accelerate, I had nothing to lose
I'm from the land of kilometres, Laroi still is our fruit
Hop in then hop on straight back out like I was lost in the move
I really pulled up at St Peter's in my new kangaroo
Was it too soon? Bars like Alcatraz and I am the officer
They missin' half the sentence if they go and hit pause on it
A sinister impression don't mean no one learnt lessons
They wasn't caught up in the words
Instead they stuck on complexion
Instead they soul in a cesspit, I'll never fail impression
This game's on lock from the cocoa, I got some vanilla essence
I got a pattern per sentence, I got a hefty percentage
I'm only living to see the critics done live to regret it, ugh

[Chorus]
Yeah, I was selling drum beats, it ain't no way to live, yeah
Yeah, I been down the whole way and it brought me to this, ayy
Couldn't put a break on me, I'm over limits, yeah
They brought out the monster, now they know what it is
I just spent my life's work on a mic' for the stu', yeah
Rack a couple digits up, it ain't nothin' new, ayy
I was sellin' drum beats, it ain't no way to live, yeah
They brought out the monster, now they know what it is

[Verse 2]
They brought out the monster, didn't know what they doing, yeah
Scorpi' fucked with 808's and you know I flew it, yeah
You know I ran it, got me seeing dead vision
Don't mean to be a nuisance, if it is I'm Bruce Willis
Undefined, man, they live their honors, but I'm defiant
A client to many genres, erase the bias
A liability hostage, I fucking fly it
I know that I can, I'm in the pit, I'm the pilot, agh!

[Part II]

[Verse 2]
Thinking rightfully
State of mind is in hyper speed, oh
If I'm it's occupant, no telling what the mic can be, woah
I called up Ree
Jay, then he went and whipped up five for me
My faculty is my inner need for a nicety, oh
Perfectionism wreaks from head to my toes
And that alone is the recipe for every song
And that alone is the recipe to ever keep on
Identify my enemies, my entity will be strong
Might've picked myself the wrong start
Had myself caught off-guard
So what the ball dropped? Grass is green and I'm on par
Slow to get a grip on it, but ever since it's bombard
Thriving off myself was all along what I had longed hard
Never picked a realer topic than I did for mon chant
Writing not to top charts, that's on my God
This is something way deeper than weeks to kill
Defying odds a practice I need to seal
A silent nod from Eliment had me chilled
I still believe in my will and I will until my detriment
Won't settle for your second place
Many men in my exit lane
Many men are my nemesis
Man, it's better to meditate than to enter my endless game
Ending in your extermination
Sedative got my head away
Only answer to devastate, only answer to elevate
Only answer to tell it straight
Holy chance with the pen, I will not bend or depend on fate
(Let me go)

[Skit]
Thinking rightfully
State of mind is in hyper speed, oh
If I'm it's occupant then– agh, fuck

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