歌词
Would you let me spit my rhymes take a minute of ya time
To tell you a story about mine
I'm just a kid from California, born and raised in the bay
Chicka chick I go by the name of
Myles Parrish
92 baby like the tempo
Music on my mind you could call that instrumental
I never underestimate the power of a pencil
Cause yo words could bring life or they could be detrimental it's really simple
So choose wisely
I'm in the city of angels is where you could find me
But I still got some demons that wanna come and try me
I'm praying to the Lord and Im asking that he guide me cause honestly I might be
Looking like I got everything together
But you ont ever see it raining you just see the sunny weather
So whether or not you know it or you don't
Just be cool cause everybody got problems of they own yamsayin
Another day another grain of sand dropping from the hour glass
Look at the time that's past
How much more do we have
If we never know then we might as well make it last
So put a glass to the sky put a glass in the air
Man it's only half empty when we start to compare
And a life without peace that's a scary thang
So I pull my loved ones close man you already know it's family over everythang