Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Longing for Nia, artist - Marcus D. Date of issue: 08.12.2014
Record label: Bop Alloy
Song language: English
Longing for Nia |
| VERSE 1 |
| When I was little I had plenty of dreams |
| But football & art stayed at the top it seemed |
| The peak before I reached mine still doubt I have yet |
| Studied greats, took notes like I’m stealing tablets |
| Placid. |
| Hadn’t a clue of why I was here |
| Long as fun exceeded the total amount of my tears |
| Years pass and peers flag my dreams with jeers |
| And soon my vulnerable mind appeared to be drowning in fears |
| Plus I was broken up physically |
| But what really stopped me was they got to me mentally |
| To be or not to be is my quandary, picture me |
| Smoking opposition like Barbeque, Hickory |
| Flawless victory what would you have done |
| Should’ve been a track star all I could do is run |
| Done playing on the field but still playing the field of dreams |
| But football star no longer seemed real to me |
| HOOK |
| VERSE 2 |
| Still ain’t sure what I’m here for |
| ‘Cause sports faded from the plan in my mid teens |
| Though art was still apart of the scheme I’m writing rhymes, part time |
| Trying to hop on the scene I won’t be ignored |
| Wasn’t hard to make green creativity |
| And drive made my hustling keen, couldn’t stop me |
| I was just spreadin my wings, trying to live out my dreams |
| Wanted to live like Akeem and King Jaffe |
| Raps on point but my grade’s obscene |
| Momma saying I should join the marines I mean the army |
| She think no college probably want a kid like me |
| I told her let them see my art and we’ll see. |
| Shouldn’t doubt me |
| Meanwhile, teachers taking me to schools to speak |
| And show my work, yo these youngin' were me but even better |
| Saw I made a difference later on when they would visit |
| Then join the school I attended, look, another new beginning… |
| Eh ma, by the way, peep this Pratt acceptance letter |
| Never say never. |
| HOOK |
| VERSE 3 |
| Now as a man, Stan managed to stand |
| On my own when life was sketchy ‘cause I drew up a plan |
| To combine my art and music and expand my brand |
| Giving back to my students and of course the fans |
| I’m sure my purpose is service |
| So I see our challenges and work it out the best I can |
| Below the surface, don’t do it for the vine or cam |
| Fronting for a little backing never part of the plan |
| So what you here for? |
| Me? |
| Busy chasing down these dreams |
| When they close enough to see I be like «there it go» Got’cha! |
| Never will I knock a-nother trying to discover |
| Their path and where it leads. |
| We travel at different speeds |
| Battle until we bleed when it’s looking rather bleak |
| Courage gather from deep til grasp what we seek |
| Long for it like Nia but Nia is what we needed |
| Some will chase it forever and may never get to see it |
| (Most don’t see what I see / Most don’t hear what I hear) |
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