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11pm in getty square - jresonance lyrics

[intro]
mic check yao. gotta stand up for this one

[hook 1]
freezing cold in getty square, apartment heated by an oven
i’m focused on getting there, either by skating or running
people give me plenty stares, they probably hating or something
making -ssumptions

[verse 1]
skating past ashburton, down away to palisades
friends are miles away, so i’m drinking down the pain
with these holy drops of soda pop, i may just drown today
red and orange socks with those reeboks that i just found in gray
dust covered boxes, a couple sizes larger
than what i be rocking, probably my fathers
but i need options, of shoes to wear and walk in
that ain’t my flip flops and, i guess that this was it
i would walk through the hallways thinking i was so legit
just because i was a kid who could spit, over his
own instrumentals, tryna split your mental, with my flow and wrist
holding pencils and the pens that bled through what i wrote and did
yet there’s always rude dudes who started roasting him
no chill, this worlds a grill, now i’m all bold and crisp
when there’s an l then there’s a way that i’d be holding it
but i got peeps around me here to soften up the blow and its
word to my best friends, who stay holding
me down with support in this war of sodium rain storming
sorry that i’m such a great dork on a skateboard
i hope that y’all don’t get too much hate for it

[hook 2]
freezing cold in getty square, apartment heated by an oven/
i’m focused on getting there, either by skating or running/
people give me plenty stares, they probably hating or something
i’d rather be anywhere, than in this mind state with combustion

[verse 2]
of my hopes and dreams oh so serene, feel like williams
traveling to venus, i believe this equilibrium
just happened to be from me taking my leave
from reality, grabbing my visions out me and stealing them
concealing and imprisoned them, for being myself
i’d sacrifice anything for that freedom even my health
or lack there of, microphone in bare knuck-
les, take your world back reso homie what you scared of?
reso running reckless on this track meet
six feet under exactly is where the dreams of this brat be
living pretty cr-ppy in the past see but rapping
would always keep me happy preventing me from snapping
people commenting me that they bumping and they blasting
because they feel the way i do, they know how i felt
why h-ll, if azlyn 2s on thy shelf
i guess i have a purpose and it’s worth all this survival

[hook 3]
freezing cold in getty square, apartment heated by an oven
i’m focused on getting there, either by skating or running
people give me plenty stares, they probably hating or something
but my fates around the corner we don’t live this way for nothin

[verse 3]
they said i could never do it, but look at me
they said i could never do it with the rapping
blueprints of my dream, so serene
only instructions were pursue it, then be happy
as you can see, i followed all of those rules exactly
i holler at you to track me until i’m greater than gatsby
tell them haters “come at me” because when i’m up there batting
i’ll never miss when i swing, i’ll be balling, lyrical athlete
no more

~act iii: home~

that’s enough reality for one day. and back to sleep we go

[outro]
azlyn ii is here, had to make you fellas wait
no reality today, my world took all that h-ll away
i don’t care if i sell a million or simply sell a crate
but, i took dreams and made them memories, for that we’ll celebrate

- jresonance lyrics

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