I'm Just Getting Started... Lyrics

I'm just getting started, I progress in my subconscious

My confidence is alarming, it's echoing through the halls

This the calm before I get talking, the smoke I've been waiting on and

I got it, this more than just talking, not stopping, I got this

So I will lose myself in the moment, squeeze it and hold it

So just consider these minutes frozen

The deep end keeps going and I won't stop

A music box, but not boxed in, I got you beat, I am boxing

Just left the theatre, CREED III, it was awesome!

I'll let you breath, but for me, I must hold it

Going so deep, enemy is my shoulder

Look over to see that defeat has grown closer

Don't lose hope or let go, it ain't over

It's over for me if I feed the weak soldier

But I got a dream that I'll leave the World bolder

So I gotta lead, gonna see C-DOT bleed, on my knees, but at least there's a reason for me!

There's a reason I am where I am in my life

There's a plan, as I stand - phone in hand and I type

Write in bed every night, with no pen, with no light

Just my head till can get my hands on a mic

But I trust it'll work if I work and I work

And immerse all my hurt in these words till it's heard

I'll go first as I verse what's defined as my worth

Rest assured, I won't hide, this my life

Wake up

And get ready for work

Sit on the edge of my bed as my head is testing my worth

This ain't my purpose I'm sure of it, my internals observe

That I'm a gifted kid who simply got bogged down in the herd

I'm now in my shirt, the same one that I wear everyday

Maroon but it fades from wearing it again and again

It's crazy no stains have made a stay, my statement remains

This ain't my purpose I'm sure of it

I get dressed and I make my way

Out my room door to the front door

Open it, pause, and I question what for?

I've made it my chore to only work short

Hours at a part time job, funding each verse

I won't settle in my shoes

When I'm up against death, I cannot lose

I don't really wanna wrestle with no fools

I already got a head of one, that's cool

But I won't ever run in the rat race

You want to? Well, that's great

But I'm living free I won't have no back breaks

Fast brake, look out the windshield see how I do it

U, fast break, that is what changes the fate of you, if can't ask, take

That is a move you'll have to pursue and if you can't wait

You may be doomed to a fate of blowing up to crash

They want you to lose, let it add to fuel, move to smash hate

Wake up, hit snooze and complain bout why they're in a bad place

You got no business in theirs, you're on a different layer

Peel and stare at em', help em' to become self aware

Do I deserve it? To live off the words that I curate

Just honest, I not here to bluff, true I've put so much work in

A year for a verse on Dichotomy, probably still ain't enough

I huff and I puff, the ruckus is stuck in the ones

Who decide they are stuck in a rut, but lucky for us

You ain't kick the bucket yet, you're not a puppet

Get up and (get up and) (get up and) have fun!

Do what you love, do what you can, do as you plan

Knock off the rust, you're on the cusp

See what you have, see what you lack

Do what you (must) do what you must

It's gonna be (tough) it's gonna be tough

You're just getting started, the past has departed

Just be who you're called to be, that is, that is enough