Churchdoors from Pumpkin Seeds by Wiseboy Jeremy

I fill the void with a blissful noise
You can stab me in my heart but you can’t kill my joy
Rather close but yet so far
We rarely get a choice
Scribble ‘til my pen destroyed
Trouble I been avoiding
Peak around the corner just to see if what I knew
Could ever change as I, yea
As I grew out my ways
The written verses how I cope within
It’s picture perfect when I hold the lens
Aimin’ at a hopeless end
This for my family man I do it for my folk ‘nem
I’m sendin’ prayers hope the church doors openin’
Pockets empty so I’m movin’ where the motion is
Same time runnin’ far from all my closest friends
But, the time ain’t slowin’
And I’m gettin’ older
Revisitin’ the instances that I prayed over
Devil in disguise, see his eyes
But can’t hear him ‘less the signwave showin’
Younger me wouldn’t understand why I ain’t stay sober
A sign of false hope
I write to stay open to world and keep the pace
That’s been my main focus
And my eyes ain’t closin’
I said my eyes ain’t closin’


Had to lay it all down just to stand tall
My brother told me that I can’t fall
Drivin’ through the smoke and mirrors
My tires spinnin’
Og supplyin wisdom as he sip
The liquor bottle drippin’

My vices tryna get a hold while I been dodging vixens
Conductin’ business away from home and his mama miss him
A rough percentage of niggas I know
Layin’ they foot on concrete that’s finna make it some prison they home

Was writin’ raps in the back of Mrs. Sprague class ‘til my pencil was broke
Search for serenity in words for a symbol of hope
Rockin’ a vintage windbreaker I thrifted for low
Same song and dance you know how this symphony goes

You know how this symphony goes

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