At the summit of the hill
I wonder if it's real.
The walking and talking and altitude sickness and feet sores
And tattered clothes and sweat and dirt caked hands.
And the echoes, reverberation, high tones and frequencies,
Rare species of bird and fish never before seen
A tiny divot where I was, holding tight until time to come down.
Was it ever there?
Was it where I knew?
Is it as tall as it felt?
As cold and desolate as every step reminded me?
It's scary not knowing there's safety below.
And, yes, I know
I'd be crazy to go
Without gazing once more at the hazy borough
So I'm waiting alone
'Til the shade isn't cold
And the pain and the chokes never grazing the soul.
He back from marvel hill and n went n hit another lick again
The charges didn't stick again
I cx'd out the middle men
I reminisce a little bit
A tender kiss upon my lips
For those who in astonishment
I'm tryna show what time it is
Skies were so much bluer when i stayed in my momma crib
Now look what a dollar did
Thumb up for an auto rig
See the ones who spread the love and can't help but follow them
Emotions get bottled in
Let out when i gotta spit
Valves at work
Veins up on my neck, they still ain't get it like im sallinger
Writing and fighting with things you'd bring up to the counselor
Trust be a lady and i slide away at the sound of her
Looking out for my challengers, tryna say that they found it first
When i had it in me the whole time
Making my own wave they can't help but follow the cosine
Tell em veer away, i'm just guessing at all the road signs
Give the pier a gaze fore i'm packing, wrapping my coat tight
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At the summit of the hill
I wonder if it's real.
The walking and talking and altitude sickness and feet sores
And tattered clothes and sweat and dirt caked hands.
And the echoes, reverberation, high tones and frequencies,
Rare species of bird and fish never before seen
A tiny divot where I was, holding tight until time to come down.
Was it ever there?
Was it where I knew?
Is it as tall as it felt?
As cold and desolate as every step reminded me?
It's scary not knowing there's safety below.
And, yes, I know
I'd be crazy to go
Without gazing once more at the hazy borough
So I'm waiting alone
'Til the shade isn't cold
And the pain and the chokes never grazing the soul.
He back from marvel hill and n went n hit another lick again
The charges didn't stick again
I cx'd out the middle men
I reminisce a little bit
A tender kiss upon my lips
For those who in astonishment
I'm tryna show what time it is
Skies were so much bluer when i stayed in my momma crib
Now look what a dollar did
Thumb up for an auto rig
See the ones who spread the love and can't help but follow them
Emotions get bottled in
Let out when i gotta spit
Valves at work
Veins up on my neck, they still ain't get it like im sallinger
Writing and fighting with things you'd bring up to the counselor
Trust be a lady and i slide away at the sound of her
Looking out for my challengers, tryna say that they found it first
When i had it in me the whole time
Making my own wave they can't help but follow the cosine
Tell em veer away, i'm just guessing at all the road signs
Give the pier a gaze fore i'm packing, wrapping my coat tight
I wonder if it's real.
The walking and talking and altitude sickness and feet sores
And tattered clothes and sweat and dirt caked hands.
And the echoes, reverberation, high tones and frequencies,
Rare species of bird and fish never before seen
A tiny divot where I was, holding tight until time to come down.
Was it ever there?
Was it where I knew?
Is it as tall as it felt?
As cold and desolate as every step reminded me?
It's scary not knowing there's safety below.
And, yes, I know
I'd be crazy to go
Without gazing once more at the hazy borough
So I'm waiting alone
'Til the shade isn't cold
And the pain and the chokes never grazing the soul.
He back from marvel hill and n went n hit another lick again
The charges didn't stick again
I cx'd out the middle men
I reminisce a little bit
A tender kiss upon my lips
For those who in astonishment
I'm tryna show what time it is
Skies were so much bluer when i stayed in my momma crib
Now look what a dollar did
Thumb up for an auto rig
See the ones who spread the love and can't help but follow them
Emotions get bottled in
Let out when i gotta spit
Valves at work
Veins up on my neck, they still ain't get it like im sallinger
Writing and fighting with things you'd bring up to the counselor
Trust be a lady and i slide away at the sound of her
Looking out for my challengers, tryna say that they found it first
When i had it in me the whole time
Making my own wave they can't help but follow the cosine
Tell em veer away, i'm just guessing at all the road signs
Give the pier a gaze fore i'm packing, wrapping my coat tight
Writer: Norman Houser
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