Forget About Everything

Hook: Landon Wordswell
I grow, I cope, I smoke
I know I wrote to forget about everything
To forget about every pain
To forget about everything

Verse 1: Landon Wordswell
I know that I'm a pain to some
On the wrong side of the tracks until my train will come
On the other side of the map - I won't remain in slums
I'ma just survive off of rap until my name is sung
Speak a little nonsense, but I never try to lie
Eating at my conscious - swallowing my pride alive
Writing is my Nine to Five just how I planned it
So every time I try to cry they hit me with that "man" shit
I can't fit depression in my antics
With my head in the clouds - I'm about to land it
Rapping with my eyes closed shattering the stanzas
Picasso of the hot flow - splattering the canvas
Writing was my outlet when I was an outcast
When my attitude didn't match what my mouth has
I do shows - I don't hide no more
& I write so I don't have to cry no more
& that's real to me

Hook: Landon Wordswell
I grow, I cope, I smoke
I know I wrote to forget about everything
To forget about every pain
To forget about everything
(x2)

Verse 2: Landon Wordswell
Look I had a hard time in high school
I was talked about, brought up and lied to
But shit - so was everybody else
When things went wrong I was everybody's help
Then I went to college - social skills polished
Started getting acknowledged for showin' em what the style is
It's a good feeling when you're looking at the sites
From the rearview when they said you couldn't do it, right?
Hating turned to jealousy - jealousy turned
I saw it's ugly head and knew my destiny's earned
Found out I was sick as the rest of these germs
Once I shot the sheriff - now it's the deputy's turn
Cursed to move the Feta with a verse or two or better
So you feel it when I'm working through a personal vendetta
So naw mama I don't cry no more
I just write a couple verses til my eyes grow sore
& keep moving

Hook: Landon Wordswell
I grow, I cope, I smoke
I know I wrote to forget about everything
To forget about every pain
To forget about everything
(x2)

Verse 3: Landon Wordswell
Never thought my life would be like this
Price to breathe right's steep - might be lifeless
Notice this is not how it's supposed to get, but I focus it
& yet my mind's up in trenches like coats & shit
I quit hoping it get open I've chosen a different notion
Imposing the living - deriving the bulk of it
Giving is so legit - it's shifting - my soul is sick
Given that most of folk will just listen I'll show ya this
Lifting my shoulder's chip and then dip it close to the lips
I don't try really hide 'em I just swallow my problems
I guess stress is just a sign of no rest
Pain's greater than the brain, but my mind is no less
So when people's dreams shatter they try to deny it
And say mind over matter but don't try to divide it
Besides - it's modesty that's gotten me thus far
I love all pain - it helps me sustain through the rough parts

Hook: Landon Wordswell
I grow, I cope, I smoke
I know I wrote to forget about everything
To forget about every pain
To forget about everything
(x2)