Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We "Sketchbooks" , by - Propaganda. Song from the album Out Of Knowhere, in the genre Release date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
We "Sketchbooks" |
| I keep my notebook closer than most, it refuses to boast |
| When the pushing get to shoving and the loving is rare |
| It’s like a nightmare out there but never mind that, I’m chillin' |
| Verbs are blowing out the surge with God-given words |
| It’s building, being a man stick to my decisions |
| Holding my conviction to keep up tunnel vision |
| Some contemplate suicide when times get like this |
| But others hold to hope and get open to coping |
| I tend to lean to daydreaming about what coulda happened |
| But wasn’t always rapping or breaking or going painting |
| Or maybe I oughta take time to reprioritize |
| You near family, I ain’t tryna cut the ties |
| Put down my pride for fellowship to rise |
| But you swear that I’m being unfair and I don’t care |
| It’s dumb in hindsight to share my woes |
| And expect y’all to get what my notebook only knows |
| Throughout my whole life man, it’s just been we |
| Sketchbook, notebook, good book, we |
| Sunshine and rainfall anytime |
| Man, it’s all good, it’s just we |
| She gon' look me in my eye like s’posed to understand |
| Demanded taking your name would crush my frail frame |
| Took love in vain, I thought we would sustain |
| Fought tooth and nail, dread to shell toe to get it crackin' |
| Rap overtime to gain couple more scratches a month |
| Jump from apartment into own house and home |
| Leave it alone before it hurts your other warnings every morning |
| I’m more for tears in my eyes |
| Thought the ring was banging, me and Zane picked it out |
| It’s a shame without a doubt, I guess I pushed her too far |
| And too fast, that’s the price of Tunnel Rat life |
| Put the vision first and expect her to do the same |
| Uncalled get washed away in the rain |
| Sometimes the strongest hearts be the one that been slain |
| Foolish to think that we won’t disagree |
| But there’s nothing I can do if you don’t believe in you |
| Throughout my whole life man, it’s just been we |
| Sketchbook, notebook, good book, we |
| Sunshine and rainfall anytime |
| Man, it’s all good, it’s just we |
| It ain’t like we don’t get along, I’m sayin' y’all are cool |
| But called to stand above us all and y’all would act a fool |
| I don’t know, I close my eyes and take a shot in the dark |
| If I said the wrong thing, then the gossip would start |
| I could tell by your words what you got in the heart |
| Y’all is tryna keep it real with no idea where to start |
| Find it in your soul to pray for me, I’ll do the same |
| It’s best if we give a pound and go our separate ways |
| It’s now more obvious our goals are opposites |
| You ever been called home by the cries of the projects? |
| If not, I doubt that we could ever share a stage |
| I was raised for the war, y’all is looking for the praise |
| Consider me an enemy, but I promise you this |
| Take my life and I’ma die with a mic and a clenched fist |
| Sketchbook in pocket, good Book in heart |
| Face it, y’all and we just ain’t meant to be |
| Throughout my whole life man, it’s just been we |
| Sketchbook, notebook, good book, we |
| Sunshine and rainfall anytime |
| Man, it’s all good, it’s just we |