EPISODE · Nov 11, 2022 · 4 MIN

Murmur (Caged Art)

from #StoriesAboutSongs · host RedefineHipHop

Who does the mirror see? I’m not asking that curiously Thats me talking to my future self fearlessly Apparently people treat your kindness so carelessly So carefully I separate the favors from the charity Inherently, I’m on the verge of some clarity Change life’s rules, like Nea said, until it’s fair to me Prepared to be different than all things that’s been compared me And currently trying to trade some effort for some currency A courtesy of a verse from me that’s more than cursory Cause personally, I enjoy the symmetry like Percee P Now mercy me, please don’t let no MC think of merc-ing me I left all my failures in my past, like adversity Now certainly, I’m not saying there’s no means of hurting me I’m saying, mastering my moves is a certainty I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat This is mood music…the dawn of renewed muses He who chooses to make excuses often loses That’s not exclusive, no one is that elusive Clouded or lucid, I never let my mind be muted Express my thoughts, but yet I may stay secluded Some days I lose it, humankind remains a nuisance which pain you choosing? Seclusion or the same illusion? My aim is prudence, still I remain a student Ever-learning, and try to keep some fun Included Plus better earning, I guess you could say I’m determined To make certain, I’m satisfied…close of the curtain I’m more than my burdens, but recognize they ain’t inadvertent 
it’s part of a purpose, to make our most impassioned feel worthless Become numb or succumb to cash’s curses Birth to casket, we learn about the past we purchase A vast emergence of methods of mass diversions My path divergent, preparing for my last excursion Passionate person, sometimes I might laugh when nervous Life’s a circus, good times come fast as tortoise Get my cash in order, start passing borders And focus less time on what’s not as important I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat I turn the key, let the lock release and set my art free And stay in tune with my heartbeat