CONVICTION

When I step up on the stage,they say they cant stand me
But when I'll be making my bread they wont stand me...up
Right now they say they cant feel me like leprosy
but look out for young homy coz I'm making lines that make you drowsy
with knowledge from the forefathers
Rather than act like a big bother
I give you a piece of my heart and ask you
that you listen to my words first
Just like anyone else, I need love
but not the kind that's offered with the glove
and the imminent mind trauma that seems to be lurking above
I crave the approval of the crowds,
A standing ovation that takes me to the clouds
and leaves me basking in the glory of the chants
and gives me hope for a second chance
on the stage with hopes for nine lives
like the proverbial cat that curiosity maims
And just like the cat was let out of the bag
I wish for satisfaction, which by the way brought the dead cat back
I want to write tongue twisters
that leave your mouth with blisters
words that leave you feeling like you were licking splinters
I want to write songs that feel so right
yet sound so wrong
I want to serenade you with symphonies,
music so good you can make your own melody
and help uplift you from your own melancholy
But everytime I seem to want to do this
someone seems to tamper with my peace
rendering my mind indecisive
So take your chains and lock me away
I said take your chains and lock me away
take your chains and lead me...astray
coz once I stand my ground you'll never see me sway
Just like a giant ebony,I'll withstand all of the
agony that's thrown at me
The pain will make me bolder
coz what doesn't kill you just makes you stronger