If you've ever had a job where the only thing that got you through the day was music and the ability to get lost in a song you know what this one is about. Here's hoping it helps get you through those long days!
lyrics
tedium the medium of my enslavement
like feeling my face pressed against the pavement
the boot on my neck is a mortgage payment
a matter of convenience, a common arrangement
peace & security a place that's mine
all it costs is my freedom and my precious time
seems like a good deal, right? but it don't feel right
got me comfortin myself like ' don't trip, i'm still tight!
worried that my skills will decay from disuse
like my self respect decayed by abuse
tryna work the angles without bein obtuse
rollin down the street, no gin, I drink juice
gotta get loose, let it all go
it is what it is, and at root I still know
I was born for the stage and to rock this show
so I gotta get loose get loud get low
Gotta get loose, get loud, get low
take it to the roots when i spit that flow
exhale adrenalin, let it all go
gotta get loose get loud get low
I dont go to clubs, i can't dance for ----
but ya'll prolly guessed that from the way i spit
can't play that game, gotta stay legit
spit nonfiction, so realistic
it's cheaper then therapy, who needs a shrink?
It's like my fathers' church or my granddad's drink
and I don't give a damn what anyone thinks
a titanic nation, I'm'a watch it sink
I flow like glaciers, rise like steam
doin' everything I can to live this dream
the music moves me, flows into me
like the song is alive and it's speaking through me
and in this moment, all is perfection
and the everyday world is a pale reflection
I can't ever stop, ya'll don't understand
Till they pry this mic from my cold dead hands
I need music like i need my eyes
like plants need sun to photosynthesize
like the sea needs the moon to shift the tides
like bread needs yeast and heat to rise
big things and small, 's all interaction
so this ain't protest music, this is direct action
gotta stay mashin, make my own movement
life is a journey a search for improvement
find me on the road, ain't no destination
it don't exist yet, ain't no predetermination
it's conversation, communication,
careful collaborative conjugation
contemplation, food for thought
the life I've lived and the lies i've bought
gotta drop what's false, hold onto to what's true
cuz in the end it's music that get's me through!
Jamil Honesty’s hard-hitting LP gets a new video documentary that explores its powerful themes in detail, split into multiple parts. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 3, 2023