Scott Hall

I’m sitting on the GO bus, listening to Cold Crush
And we used to listen to songs by doped up dead rock stars
Grown up and seen we got far, balanced life on a razor’s edge like Scott Hall
Walk tall, though I swayed on the straight and narrow
Changed that when aimed at with Satan’s arrow
Came back through every test of my mettle
At a level where I learned to use the pen as a vessel
Jettisoned dead weight, getting my head straight
And knowing success never settles on a set date
I’m from the era of cassette tapes
I measure a step placed but knowing that it’s better to just chase
Caught in the speed of thought, and how my people fought
Uneven odds motivated me to get my speech across
Earn a victory or grieve a loss
Need them all together, they both sum up to what your freedom costs

I’m sitting on the subway train before the sunrays came
Bumping the Damaja with “One Day” playing
Some maintain because they choose to numb their pain
Never maintain and move in one way lanes
And we don’t follow the grain, believing in my brothers
Dreamers is what they dub us, we’re creeping on a come up
So in any circumstance, fam said plan your work
Then you work your plan, purpose is the worth of man
So I learned to stand strong on my own two
Word to Smif N Wessun, a lesson I hold true
Taking soul grooves and making the old new
With songs we’re bringing from the heart like a code blue
The whole crew now is stronger than they’ve ever been
Magic said it’s all the mind state that your head is in
So remain focused/ feeling that we’re right on the verge
Regain hope and spread life in the words!
Come on!