Windows 2 Our Rhymes

AXIS 360 ft. Cymarshall Law and Pumpkinhead - “Windows 2 Our Rhymes”
[Emcee(s): Cymarshall Law and Pumpkinhead]
[Producer(s): AXIS 360]

[Verse 1: Cymarshall Law]
If I tried my hardest
What would happen? I feel I had to seek Him
From a small town, but God has big plans for me
As to why I still feel on top when my ass is broke
I come from a place where most people have done crack or coke
And if you were born there, you were never meant to be shit
Life is game but we quit before it began
[?] the big picture most never saw
Even though I was given less, I was meant for more because
I said so. You got to be crazy
If you thought I would let my disadvantage make me. My
Environment will never dictate who I am or
Where I go, but, on this point, it’s my choice
So I don’t have to listen to you when you say I’m losing
‘Cause I know every action made changes the future. I was
Dealt a bad hand, and times are hard, but that’s
More reason to get even and defy the odds
Don’t take this for joke or forget what I wrote
The message I spoke for the mentally broke
For those that come from nothing but decide not to stay
The world is gonna listen to what I got to say

[Bridge 1: Cymarshall Law and Pumpkinhead]
If
You, if you listen to my
Rhymes, that’s a window to my
Soul, an open book for you to
View my life and, finally, you will
Know

[Hook: Cymarshall Law]
Ask me
“Which way to go?” it’s my heart that I follow
‘Cause this here? It’s just time that we borrow. There’ll be
Joy, there’ll be pleasure, there’ll be pain, there’ll be sorrow
All we can do is move on to tomorrow

[Verse 3: Pumpkinhead]
If I was
To sit down now and scribe my life’s story
It would be a double CD-slash-DVD
A portion of it is “Poison” like BBD
The other half is ghetto like durags and [?]
Ghetto youth, we’re the proof, embalmers and leather boots
Tinted whips are bulletproof. Twenty-inch shoes
Spinning—it’s the goal instead of school
106th and Park is where the young girls view just to get a clue
It’s a shame. I grew up with Cosby in fame
Video Music Box and Big Daddy Kane
When a rap was aimed on some four-finger ring
And a Gucci gold chain—and that was thinking long range
My cousin Janji was the first emcee I met
She taught me, “Al, never let ‘em see you sweat”
So I strived for my career to stay alive, moving
Trying to get the weight off my back like grooving
You’ve been told stories what they weigh in gold
And you’ll hear even more ‘til I’m fifty years old
Hidden in a cove like the Dead Sea scrolls
The knowledge that they hold’ll enlighten the whole globe

[Bridge 2: Cymarshall Law and Pumpkinhead]
So everything I write is
Real ‘til my diary is
Closed. I’ll speak the truth in
Everything I do from my album to my
Flows

[Hook: Cymarshall Law]
Ask me
“Which way to go?” it’s my heart that I follow
‘Cause this here? It’s just time that we borrow. There’ll be
Joy, there’ll be pleasure, there’ll be pain, there’ll be sorrow
All we can do is move on to tomorrow
All we can do is move on to tomorrow
All we can do is move on to tomorrow