One Mic from MC Cong by Steven Cong

Verse 1

They say reach for the stars, like it’s so easy
}One day, All the things, that you wanna be
Will travel from your dreams, to reality
It’ll come to pass, believe me.

}So I chase dreams like I’m on a mission
As a child, it meant I had a vision
In my 20s, it meant I had persistence
Now, it just means, people look at me, different

They say kill the dream, it’s time for you to grow up
}Kill the dream. Don’t you know that life’s tough?
}Kill the dream. Focus on your job. It pays the bills
}Think your dream will come true? It never will.

But you missed the point. My dream had been
To live as who I am, and not have to hide
To exist, in a world, that can’t make sense
Of who I am, my dream is in, every word I write

Chorus

}Gotta just write, from the heart to
}Do it do it right, take me to the stars, I
}Always aim high, it’s how I go far, I
Put my whole life, into these bars, I

}Gotta just live, gotta know my why
}Why I won’t quit, if there’s more to write
}Just one stick, will make a fire burn bright
Give me one mic. To light the fire inside

Verse 2

As a kid, if you asked me to describe
}Who I was, I’d say I’m locked inside
My chest and my head, cuz, everything outside
Made my body a prison where, reality hides

From a world that said I’m shy, and can’t speak
That everyone who looks like me, is just like me.
}It erased, my individuality
The eraser is a lock, and my mic is my key.

You gave me one dimension but, now I got
The potential to be complex, loud, and flawed
As a queer Asian emcee, I’ll make the mic drop
Born with potential. When you tell me to stop

You’re boxing me in, making me live in reverse
Life started as a song, and you shrank it to a verse
It kept shrinking, til I caught it with this mic
And started to write. It’s how I got the last word.

Chorus

}Gotta just write, from the heart to
}Do it do it right, take me to the stars, I
}Always aim high, it’s how I go far, I
Put my whole life, into these bars, I

}Gotta just live, gotta know my why
}Why I won’t quit, if there’s more to write
}Just one stick, will make a fire burn bright
Give me one mic. To light the fire inside

Bridge

}Give me one mic. And you give me life
}In the darkest night, it’s a flashlight.
}When I’m in the background, it’s my limelight
}When I can’t see straight, it gives me sight.

}One mic, is all I, need
}If there’s doubt, it gives be-lief
}When I choke, it says just, breathe
}In my silence, it gives me, speech.

Chorus

}Gotta just write, from the heart to
}Do it do it right, take me to the stars, I
}Always aim high, it’s how I go far, I
Put my whole life, into these bars, I

}Gotta just live, gotta know my why
}Why I won’t quit, if there’s more to write
}Just one stick, will make a fire burn bright
Give me one mic. To light the fire inside

• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Pop Rap
• alternative hip-hop
• San Francisco