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Lifetime

Mat Kearney

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    I'm not about the hip-hop kid
    I'm for your life

    Well here's another stone in the walls of this lifetime, of this lifetime.
    I built them tall but they gonna fall
    When the days gone by, when my children cry.
    When I'm gone and gray what will the people say about this lifetime?
    I'll stand to say you that you came my way with the Son of love, the brightest day
    Of this lifetime.

    Just wanna stop and take a second to tell you how I feel.
    It seems like lately I've been bouncin' from heaviness to zeal.
    What's on this kids heart seems to be my only art.
    Seems like my wordplay's been stoppin' before it starts.
    Everytime I sit down to flip lines with dope rhymes
    I can't escape this notion as the word starts to chime.
    I hear this voice beckonin and callin'
    "Stop your mockin' and stallin'
    Who you followin', better who you leadin' and believin'?
    Are you talking or decievin'?"
    And another crumple ball hits the trash can
    And here I stand an empty man
    Just to tell you my son, baby girl
    You're the one, the reason that I'm doing this
    Why I pursue this.
    Cause I've been burnt by a kiss
    That's infected my heart and I can't part from the Son's love.
    The falling dove, the Father up above
    Who keeps seekin' and speakin' softly callin' with power
    To shower gifts that lift burdens that bend
    That's why I come around
    That's why I stop to write
    That's why I step now to grease these mics

    Cause I'm not about the hip-hop kid
    I'm for your life

    Well here's another stone in the walls of this lifetime, of this lifetime.
    I built them tall but they gonna fall
    When the days gone by, when my children cry.
    When I'm gone to gray what will the people say about this lifetime?
    I'll stand to say you that you came my way with the Son of love, the brightest day
    Of this lifetime

    I'll grab these chrome domes and wet these pop shields
    Belting out these simple tones over these winding reels
    Just so you can rock flows and twist on radios
    Spinning disc and rolled tapes and waxes turning in your phone
    When all is said and done and the record has been spun and the tape has been run
    The CDs all scratched, it ain't my day in the sun
    What will they look back and say was the brush of my pen the reason I got in?
    What did I leave for my kin, my peers and all my peoples, my friends and all my equals?
    Was I tripping up my folk or mountin wings like eagles?
    Was evil in my will or will blessing now for this child
    I've gone wild for miles with rhymes and sparked smiles to get ya'll to a place
    Where you look me in my face to breathe and to taste a love that will erase
    The teeth grinding hopeless finding all the painful past mining the caves of corruption
    Turnin back to nothing but all the while you want your father's, a father's heart
    Lord, I can't do you justice but I did my best spoke my chest
    I leave it up for you to do the rest cause when the fire refines all else is just ashes

    Well here's another stone in the walls of this lifetime, of this lifetime.
    I built them tall but they gonna fall
    When the days gone by, when my children cry.
    When I'm gone and gray what will the people say about this lifetime?
    I'll stand to say you that you came my way with the Son of love, the brightest day
    Of this lifetime

    I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
    To make a rock my home
    I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
    To build with bricks of gold.


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