can't let my 30's be the lot of my story,
might have to debo God + ask what he got on my 40 >
poorly handling every misstep skipped prep + floored it >
my former, not at peace penalized + underfed,
only decompression i ever got was a beat,
so i rapped about rapping as far as the eye can see >
i'm sane since thirteen i'm the same right? capiche >
analyzed the whole crowd every time the pastor preach like,
that man is abusive, rap hands still exclusive,
can't stand on my two since, i'm a child >
black hands on my noggin, sagged pants got suspension,
feel like jail in this kitchen,
every morning is tension,
all my woes weren't mentioned, i just sat in my room,
cries + pleads for attention, turned to sleep in detention,
when i put it on my wall it wasn't cuz i was a teen,
it was cuz i just wanted to be seen, but you never saw,
you loved your women, you loved your cars,
you loved your brown cigarettes + medals for your cause,
you left me in the hospital stitches + gauze, + honestly
i ain't even that strong fr
i'm just tryna make it back home fr,
but if i don't get right, i think this might,
fuck around + be my last song fr
all i wanted was my stereo + sneakers,
all you wanted was appearances + features,
all you talked about was war, 17 in the force,
meanwhile i'm 15 staring at you while you speaking like,
what are you saying to me?
i'm not a parent but then apparently, neither are you,
you wasn't ready for this + still you seeing it thru,
just a house full of strangers your bedroom was a commute >
my only solace was compiling it in song,
until you came along, i had a fuckin mountain,
so now when, i think about the therapy you sent me to,
white man little water fountain >
i clown it because the truth,
only therapy i wanted you would take from me,
i still carry it around + it's aging me >
the only boy in the blood + couldn't even get a hug >
i just wanna know the reason why you hated me cuz,
you loved that navy, you love yo friends,
you loved my mama, + i can't win,
i see my future, + that shit spent,
i ain't had it good since two thousand + ten >
+ that ain't even that long fr
i just hope you miss me when i'm gone fr,
cuz if i don't get right, i think this might,
fuck around + be my last song fr
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