Nowhere 2 Grow

by Vince The Messenger

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1.
[VERSE] No false starts, look I get it from the jump Figure I’ma fuck these niggas up how I want Moving at a pace that could only limit stunt See my growth on the ropes, and you only hanging on What you know ain’t facts, you ain’t fooling for a second I could dish a couple gems from a half-baked lesson A little more sage than cess in my sessions Another whip on my back like I needed the incentive
2.
Mood 01:41
[VERSE] My head don’t rest until it’s peace for my people We up on pedestals and still ain’t your equal And all them privileges see through, must I point out the evils? The monarch bloody, I don’t fear or bow down for the regal - nah I’ve been revisiting my past Sipping copping mechanism straight from out the flask Tell me how my broken bones supposed to heal without a cast Tell me how my broken home supposed to heal without my dad Fourteen-year-old Vincent thought this distance wouldn’t last Non-committal cause the middle of my chest it break like glass I’m taking issue with your ass if you insist that we on gas Cause my fuel ain’t came from fossils, it’s the spirit that I have - yeah I got a question for my guide, witch way to the motherland? Been trying to move in motions that gon’ render me a humble man More often most my motives got their sights on ‘bout a hundred grand I’m prone to spread the wealth soon as the moneys sitting in my hand Activism ain’t a mood I know you see the issue so it’s more that you could do Activism ain’t a mood I know you see the issue so it’s more that you could do
3.
Sweet Life 02:25
[VERSE 1] I let the light in, I heard the sun talking to me, words was inviting I journey through my days so I afford a couple nights in Pressure been on my conscience, my thoughts opposing the nicest My prose was covered in diamonds and glitter Sweet life, can’t have my bro looking bitter Can’t have my heart up in shambles, I hold the heart of winner Heart of a lion for real, I stomach fawn just for dinner Sending shivers down her spine, I felt the vertebrae quiver Mines is stiff as the drinks that be crowding my liver Crown me as king, all for nothing if I cannot deliver I don’t mean to disappoint, my toxins run through a filter Talking too often got my psyche dry, I’m far from the river Nodding astonished, as what’s passing for some conversation I’ve been preaching, looking foreign to my congregation Suppose we searching for some deeper sorts of soul relation My sword a pencil forged for medium of my vocation [CHORUS] All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor To the ceiling? pretty penny - if you need it let me know All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor My vocation did me favours when it led me to your soul All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor To the ceiling? pretty penny - if you need it let me know All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor My vocation did me favours when it led me to your soul [VERSE 2] Look I’m roaming where the wild things at Since I ain’t trying to go to sleep, my mind won’t let me relax My head heavy, lead in me, lessons kept me intact But still it’s scars running deep and boulders strapped to my back And bags underneath my eyelids, blues pooling from my iris They ain’t had a clue, it’s news to see as cruel as I get I digress, it’s too many issues that I could dissect We time pressed, and I ain’t got patience to teach this dialect
4.
Toxins 01:41
[VERSE] My heart attack, she look back at it I been fresh off of you, need a new addy If this ain’t it then what we do? guess it’s too tragic I’ve been stuck just like some glue, picked up bad habits Habits forming, weapons forming, weather forming Clouds above me, and it’s storming - yeah it’s stormy What’s this life man, no umbrella, no one warned me Stepping over all these puddles with my shorty - Look I can’t promise that we won’t get wet We been through the most and we ain’t broke yet More life, more stress, shit I’ll break more sweat Break down walls what it take to break bread Bake, half baked, feel the poison in my lead Pencil tips fall off, pulling thoughts out my head What you thought what I spoke ain’t at all what I said Guess we on with it then, ’til the both of us dead
5.
Window 02:13
[VERSE] Still hanging from the bottom of the rope And it’s dark down here, got a light let me know Little shine, little bright, so how hard can you glow? Let my path open wide, it’s been narrow on the road And cold too, I send waves, these clowns claiming they float too I know you home, lone - wishing I’d roll through Trying to add “leave” to the list of things that I won’t do Cold brew, swimming in my veins like salmon up the stream And I know it’s difficult to love me when I leave Your shoulder probably bruised, all the times that I would lean On it, thinking ‘bout the end I was premature to grieve And it’s not what it seem, why you argue with me? You adverting your eyes, couple tricks in my sleeve The illusion complete, couple lies we believed If it’s truth on the rise, won’t you find it with me [CHORUS] Days like this got me staring out my window Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for God got us, but it can’t be that simple Days like this got me staring out my window Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for God got us, but it can’t be that simple Days like this got me staring out my window Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for God got us, but it can’t be that simple Days like this got me staring out my window Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for God got us, but it can’t be that simple

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released March 20, 2020

Written & Performed by Vince The Messenger.
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