Jay Mic – Darwin Boy Lyrics
Artist: Jay Mic
Song: Darwin Boy
Rhymes straight from the head to the booth
Rhymes straight from the head to the booth…
0812, where’s my heart at, 0812, where’s my heart at
0812, where’s my heart at, I’m a Darwin boy, I’m a Darwin boy
Rhymes straight from the head to the booth…
Rhymes straight from the head to the booth
Keeping it raw, I’m the one they call proof…
Most days stay faded, heart and my mind gonna make it
Steady on the grind, overrated
Writing rhymes over Myllys point
Late night twist the pipe, will I be the one to make it?
Tears from my eyes from the change that I’ve felt
Broke down pride but I keep it to myself
I felt her vibe, she lies, does it well
I won’t waste time, I’mma ride by myself
f#ck it, I have learnt the real definition of real recognize real
The sh#t I’ve done not the one to hit the floor
But I’ve been there before, past times in my life
Lack motivation, late night, chased pipes
Reap what you sow, one day I’ll get it right
And when the time comes, I’ll lay it out on the mic
The real ones feel this, alone in the building
Need the comfort of a home, eyes locked to the ceiling
I’m familiar with the feeling
For the walls as my witness
Cold heart on the road to riches
I swear being broke and unknown seems better
The simplicity under trees, care free
Disturbed by the night life, one night wife
Cash rules life, glass pipes, rack lines
Sell out your soul just to stack up your chips
Trust no one, no time for that sh#t
Duck and roll out no time for the chit
Ride with no b#tch and a snitch fill the grave
Humble as f#ck ’cause I’ve witness this pain
Ink to the pad when I write out my pain
Soul in my voice when I rap out this rage
I’m a Darwin boy, I’m a Darwin boy
I’m a Darwin boy, I’m a Darwin boy
0812, where’s my heart at
0812, where’s my heart at
0812, where’s my heart at
I’m a Darwin boy, I’m a Darwin boy
Do good, they’ll forget
Commit a crime, they’ll remember, born ’92, 10th December
The city made me, I gave the city love then it played me
So f#ck it, I aim to make this b#tch crazy
Love it or hate it, it don’t phase me
Lately, I’ve been rolling with my baby calling shots, never shady
Busy bee, chips and gravy, once a week never daily
Always on the move, dream chasing
f#ck cell, living, prison and the system
Born to be a winner, f#ck drug dealing, early morning missions
Money up and then it’s missing
Easy come, easy go, press pokies with commission
Depressed from the ice, use it, fries you
Word on my mama, done enough time in prison to know what that life do
Don’t fight truth, I live along with it
High power, high spirits, head up and stay committed
‘Cause I’m keepin’ it real from the roots
Rhymes straight from the head to the booth
Keepin’ it raw, I’m the one they call proof
No gimmicks, I’m hanging, no noose
Syllable strategy, packing these raps on me
Don’t need anyone anyone backing me
Mixing and slashing these beats
Got it down pat, no practicing
True to myself and it seems to get back to me
This freshness, no peppermint
I get reckless, they wanna test this
Nah my time, it’s precious
But check this
From the cell to the streets, stay humble
I kept my head in those books, no trouble
What the mind believes the body achieves
Stay true to myself and gained inner peace
I did it now run that, when streets call, I run back
Truth told like a fun fact, 0812, where’s my heart at
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Release Year: 2006