I Hereby Stand

Lyrics

(Chorus:) I hereby stand, on my own two feet Staring at the world with two open hands I hereby stand, at the mercy of all that would hurt me And thus manifest my plans I hereby stand, at the base of a mountain About to discover who I truly am I hereby stand, at the mercy of all who would judge I ain't gonna let em interrupt Verse 1: I hereby stand. Fuck waiting for a handout L'm a get my vantage now for when it pans out Take the reigns, gallop and switch lanes Embrace fate's character ready for quick change Recognise character level is insane When I spit with tenacity that of the shin fein I guess the will and the stamina's ingrained Innate for when a suitable challenge is displayed Take rappin' a game full of action Ain't nobody getting paid for relaxin' Money and the fame it's a fatal attraction With 98 per cent still waiting to make it happen Those high nose dive and lose traction To die before the comeback like Michael Jackson Left by the wayside, right from the bass line Up when its up just be down for whatever coming (Chorus) Verse 2: They never seen an emcee hungry like me Five gigs a week since cutting my teeth Had beef, had suckers try skipper the team Had time to consider the dream (its not me) Equills were the template, Zilla was the next phase Now y'all can see what's on my chest like an X-ray You oughta know that it can fuck with an artist I've done it now I'm flooding the market Commonsense tells us it's hard to hit a moving target So I won't stand still for the marksmen Just gather my weekend steam. rap on a beat then leave Saccharine sweet emcees battling me get seasoned Uneven odds stacked against us this evening The scene it can be so deceiving believe me But you don't wanna get between me and my goal Or the passion that's feeding my soul (Chorus) Verse 3: I hereby stand. Some stand to make a killing Others make rent, content making a living Me? Too long I been chillin' in the wings Playtime's over let the victory begin Rippin' at my skin for the symphony within Listen you can hear it whistling in the wind Cold change coming, the toll it takes numbers Kid broke the mould and hit the stage runnin I herebv stand, by bad decisions I never was a great tactician But all paths lead to a blind ambition From now till final transmission