Platform (Remix) ft. Jon Corbin & Orijin Lyrics

On every single stage we stand

The people in the crowd throw hands

And every single word demands

That you understand we're standing

On a platform not a pedestal

On a platform not a pedestal

In a few bars surreptitiously circumvent

This need for acceptance. Give it up for Lent

Humble beginnings like Sam Cooke's tent

A change gon' come, write away discontent

Keep the limits on to push past 'em

Keep the flow strong, now work faster

Censoring gone, now here comes the laughter

Heaven sent song 'cause it serves the master

Forget famous, I'm finally flying

Far enough to forget I'm finally trying

Trying, but can't denying, that this high it

Comes from an unseen being beyond the sky

Open eyes, hope in my God

I'm flawed. I'm raw. I cause destruction

Got a little bit, my platform is nothing

Born to move something, mic gives me gumption

So

On every single stage we stand

The people in the crowd throw hands

And every single word demands

That you understand we're standing

On a platform not a pedestal

On a platform not a pedestal

When I take a moment to think

Of the people I've met. The things I've got to do

By laying this rawness over heat like a barbeque

It's hard to view it all as either Karma or coincidence

The synthesis of lyrics with instruments been the impetus for growth

From a humble little young 'un from around the way

Now creating art for leaving hearts struck and crowds engaged

Couldn't count the ways this art form has blessed me

Run the streets like parkour with a God-formed assembly of Merry Men

Ensuring each breath of my air is spent

With clear intent. Declaring no fear of embarrassment

Radical pacifist, snatching your hatchets to bury them

Chances of wackness are same as my stature, very slim

Kind of crazy reminiscing of my growth in these past seasons

Started for the status and cash and a bunch of wack reasons

Now these raps seasoned with salt

Your seeing the redeeming of a medium to blaspheme or exalt

Let's go

On every single stage we stand

The people in the crowd throw hands

And every single word demands

That you understand we're standing

On a platform not a pedestal

On a platform not a pedestal

How did I get here? It's been a lit year

Finished off my first project in four and a bit years

Was foreign to hip hop. Ignored it with tin ears

Now I'm rockin' with a posse. Man, that's more than a bit weird

But that's just par for the course of this ship. The Lord is with me

I'll take orders, plot a course and let him steer

No living in fear

Seize an opportunity and board it

From my Star Destroyer like some Dark Lord of the Sith. Cheers

Every time I hit a stage I hope I deliver a ten

Every time I hit a page I'm hoping I scribble a gem

I even try to rap my age and know every little intent

Behind my rhymes to keep them beneficial and every listener fed

With power, comes responsibility homes

With every platform, comes a call to give up your throne

And give back more, a servant on a mission of hope

If we did that more, hmmm

Bet even this could be home

Let's go

On every single stage we stand

The people in the crowd throw hands

Every single word demands

That you understand we're standing

On a platform not a pedestal

On a platform not a pedestal

On every single stage we stand

The people in the crowd throw hands

Every single word demands

That you understand we're standing

On a platform not a pedestal

On a platform not a pedestal