VOCURE

The Uplift

the uplift 

waiting on life’s gift

its the calm in the glad 

the breeze through the shade 

that i realize i change from day to day 

i wrote my brothers hand bcuz i saw no otha way to speak or to teach

like my brother hustle because he has no way to eat 

i can’t knock the hustle but i only respect yo hustle if u hustle to make it out the ruffle 

no vision no glory no glory no story 

a king within a king that sin 

two colors we choose out of a flag that dont choose u…………….

the blues the reds we fled from our journey 

i wonder will we slave for eternity 

we fought we died externally for a piece of comfort 

now we kill ourselves within not comfortable in our own skin

this should be the uplift the one gift that changes your mind for 15seconds within

or maybe this will change your mind before the next crisis begin 

my only motive in a world of sin is ambition not only for me but for my blood my team 

if my vision is unclear to my peers i will still thrive with thoughts 

even if it takes them years to define my diligent walk………….

THE UPLIFT