Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Silver Lining, artist - Blueprint. Album song Respect the Architect, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Weightless
Song language: English
Silver Lining |
So much more than a rapper |
they only write rhymes |
while I’m a writer that |
use rap to capture the times |
My songwriting’s so exciting |
like riding a bike |
but speed, never exceed |
what you can catch in a line |
On rainy days |
you never see me fightin' a vibe |
my brainstorm can write |
before the lightning strike, blow |
Lost for days, moms taught me bout honest ways |
I saw that crime don’t pay at the youngest age |
just a southside kid from around the way |
most of my friends did bids and extended stays |
you just an animal once you get inside that cage |
that’s why I fuck with basketball |
I’m out there workin' on my J |
Got some letters from some schools askin' me to play |
it seemed to be the way to escape the inner city maze |
a brave scholar, that loved art and praised knowledge |
but got shot at, the summer 'fore he went to college |
I never told my moms that, she had enough to bear |
she sacrificed everything just to get me there |
to see her baby boy graduate and shed a tear |
computer science major, the math added an extra year |
Found a sampler and put it on layaway |
spent my Christmas break makin' beats every day |
things I saw at high school told me stay away |
but my love for the music never gon' fade away |
High price to pay for degrees even then |
five years of school the debt added an extra ten |
but came home makin' more dough that all my friends |
so when my fam needed my help, I could finally give |
Moved to Cincinnati, couldn’t be stationary |
fell out of love with the girl I moved there to marry |
programmer first, local rapper secondary |
battle anybody, wanted to be legendary |
Try hard to get promoted but I wasn’t able |
havin' better luck with the mic and the turntables |
all we wanted was attention from a little label |
kept pushin' even though my family wasn’t stable |
Lost my big sis, hardest year of my life |
pops got sick and told me not to stop by |
makin' papers, still didn’t have a decent car |
paying two mortgages cause mom got hurt on the job |
Had to slow my roll from out there gettin' mine |
to understanding how the family is intertwined |
they all sacrificed so we could live a better life |
so you gotta step up to the plate, when it’s your time |
Remember this when you’re racin' towards the finish line |
credit towards your fam should never be minimized |
lotta people lean on them when they on the rise |
see some success, then they wanna break the ties |
Flippin' through the channels, landed on Charlie Rose |
interviewin' Sting about all the songs he wrote |
Charlie asked how a songwriter keep his hope |
when Sting answered, I never dare forget the quote |
He said the music get dark whenever things get bad |
but artists gotta understand, it’s easier to paint with black |
if you feel it coming on you gotta reel it back |
cause people turn to us to hopefully escape from that |
I try to think of that, time to time when I’m writing |
responsibility that come along with the rhyming |
don’t be the guy always talkin' bout the sky falling |
don’t paint the dark cloud unless you paint the silver lining |
That’s why I’m rhyming |
to be that silver lining |
to be the silver lining |