My language
by Macklemore
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This is my language
Check it out, ya
The risk of blunderin´ to rep in front of a couple a hundred kids knowin´ my licks is humblin´
Spit the struggle of an addict to puff in them swisher split but the light that was lit, I quickly run from it
I turn away from that source inside, a slicker for happiness, thinkin´ I need a store to buy it
Recordin´s priceless but look at how important ice is
I thought rhymin was forever now it´s imported diamonds
My point is eyein´, music that´s absorbed my life an´
You glorify guns, they bust sex and drugs of course they´ll try it
And I can´t even front like I didn´t, cause I still do and that´s why I´m spittin´.
I´m lookin´ for this thing called moderation that I heard some found
The only problem with drugs is sometimes you gotta come down
I lived half my life numb and bud drowned and rum, vodka how many bucks ´ave I spent on dubstyle
I´m 23, look at my lungs now, the amount of THC from the swish of sweet blunt count?
I can´t even conceive, that´s why I run wild. In these streets like I was 13, like fuck now
I make that revolution music. But not for the army, A reminder against the vices that harm me
´Cause I could... never see how affected my lung is, you only get one shot at life, no ad-libs or punch ins
This is my language
Nah, nah,
My mom once told me that we´re not finished products, homie, authors of a book, and the object is to write it slowly
This is my last 16, I´ll go for it. Four years in college and this is all I have to show for it
I said, this is my last song, so here´s my passion, 18 tracks, each one an attempt to take my mask off
Woo! The oral tradition´s been passed on, while she ride the rhythm to the points that I´m a blast off
Hah, And as the music absorbs through me to be like don p. to be hearin´ beats from my dorm room
XP! It´s been a joy and blessin´, my boy till my death and my step-cousin with voice from heaven
Yes, Budo! It was you who produced through, I am connected and now our friendship is the truth, dude
My last two, hafranoon [?] to acourse [?], I dedicate it to you, but this album´s already yours, c´mon,
This is my language
I´m proud to say this is my language
I´m out
That´s it
The language of my world
It´s been a long journey, and a struggle indeed, and I´m so glad that it´s over
Thank you for listening
Until next time
Peace and blessings
This is my language
Check it out, ya
The risk of blunderin´ to rep in front of a couple a hundred kids knowin´ my licks is humblin´
Spit the struggle of an addict to puff in them swisher split but the light that was lit, I quickly run from it
I turn away from that source inside, a slicker for happiness, thinkin´ I need a store to buy it
Recordin´s priceless but look at how important ice is
I thought rhymin was forever now it´s imported diamonds
My point is eyein´, music that´s absorbed my life an´
You glorify guns, they bust sex and drugs of course they´ll try it
And I can´t even front like I didn´t, cause I still do and that´s why I´m spittin´.
I´m lookin´ for this thing called moderation that I heard some found
The only problem with drugs is sometimes you gotta come down
I lived half my life numb and bud drowned and rum, vodka how many bucks ´ave I spent on dubstyle
I´m 23, look at my lungs now, the amount of THC from the swish of sweet blunt count?
I can´t even conceive, that´s why I run wild. In these streets like I was 13, like fuck now
I make that revolution music. But not for the army, A reminder against the vices that harm me
´Cause I could... never see how affected my lung is, you only get one shot at life, no ad-libs or punch ins
This is my language
Nah, nah,
My mom once told me that we´re not finished products, homie, authors of a book, and the object is to write it slowly
This is my last 16, I´ll go for it. Four years in college and this is all I have to show for it
I said, this is my last song, so here´s my passion, 18 tracks, each one an attempt to take my mask off
Woo! The oral tradition´s been passed on, while she ride the rhythm to the points that I´m a blast off
Hah, And as the music absorbs through me to be like don p. to be hearin´ beats from my dorm room
XP! It´s been a joy and blessin´, my boy till my death and my step-cousin with voice from heaven
Yes, Budo! It was you who produced through, I am connected and now our friendship is the truth, dude
My last two, hafranoon [?] to acourse [?], I dedicate it to you, but this album´s already yours, c´mon,
This is my language
I´m proud to say this is my language
I´m out
That´s it
The language of my world
It´s been a long journey, and a struggle indeed, and I´m so glad that it´s over
Thank you for listening
Until next time
Peace and blessings
This is my language
