Dual Core

College Days
My college days had a lot of rage on the page Anxiety was commonplace, nervous just to rock a stage Couldn’t even concentrate, wasn’t making honor grades Bit off more than chewable and put another on my plate Life full in front of me, but stop and wait, contemplate Neither felt like options for the way that I would operate A tireless pursuit ‘cause I want a place among the greats Started rocking parties giving all it takes I’m on the way Living room fists pumping, hits bumping out the system Record spinning, DJ cutting mixing, feel the rhythm Inspired finding freedom, need delivered from this prison The vibe was so alive definition of us living Cook a verse, put in work, with a preface to my ethic I’m only giving substance you can find in every message Tireless in effort spitting cadence 'til I’m breathless Every moment precious, check it, energy infectious We take it back, we take it back We take it back to the good old days We take it back, we take it back We take it back to the good old days We bring it back, we bring it back We bring it back like the good old days We bring it back, we bring it back We bring it back like the good old days Letras de cancionesYou ever had the feeling you won’t make it up the mountain? Watching stress pile up continuous compounding Rat racing, back breaking, life is such a killer Underpaid and overworked, the story so familiar Forty hour student plus this call center overtime Had to toe the line, but my growing strides were stepping up to coincide Open wide, stretching whole divides For the moment when the flow aligns, roll the dice, I know it’s time Debt possessor pressing just to meet a monthly quota Hit the books for credit, steady seeking this diploma Barely rolling day to day while idling my motor Inching closer to the precipice without it going over Journalling my consequence, all indents are common sense Letters to the editor, I’m saving all the documents Easing up the burden, current burning through the conduit Music making balance paying homage to the monument We take it back, we take it back We take it back to the good old days We take it back, we take it back We take it back to the good old days We bring it back, we bring it back We bring it back like the good old days We bring it back, we bring it back We bring it back like the good old days Still enrolled so my syllables are higher learning Fire burning, pushing got me writing in a fury Bracing feeling tighter every time the wire turning Eternally discerning destination or the journey Treadmill extended had me disobeying loiter signs Dreams pacing out the clock, pray there’s no destroying mine Toiled 'til it’s endless so my seeds had probably soiled fine Expected just to walk off stage to unemployment lines Feels like it was yesterday, such a clairvoyant time Annoying and avoiding the entitlement of royal minds Blood raising to a boil nearly went and spoiled mine Shooting to the top like these Tesla coil climbs Bigger stage, still I’m in a rage, ain’t no way to heal it Emotions are conveyed so now everybody feel it Finally prevailed after years of fighting strong Worried I’d forget, so I had to write this song We take it back, we take it back We take it back to the good old days We take it back, we take it back We take it back to the good old days We bring it back, we bring it back We bring it back like the good old days We bring it back, we bring it back We bring it back like the good old days From Letras Mania