Pause a Second Ⅱ Lyrics

I pause. Just breathe. Life's a crazy noise, man. Too loud, too fast

I wasn't supposed to be here, not like this

I think back. If I never touched that mic, never wrote that first line, would I even matter?

Would they see me? Hear me?

Sometimes I think, this all could've slipped past me

Would've been another ghost in the system

Another could've been, nah, not even that

I wasn't close to could've been. I was barely a might

And now, look at it. Crowd screaming my name. Lights blinding my eyes

But it ain't about to shine, nah, it's about to climb, to grind

Every broke night. Every no-name day. Every you ain't good enough

Turns out I was more than enough

Pause again. You feel that?

That weight in your chest. Not heavy like chains, nah, heavy like crowns

This could've been nothing, I mean nothing

No beats, no stages, no alive in me

Sometimes I sit in the silence

Not the quiet of peace, nah, the kind that screams

What if this ain't real?

What if I wake up tomorrow and the love's gone, the mic's dead

What if the light never comes back?

But then I remember, it ain't the fame that saved me, it's the fire that burned every word I spit

Every note I breathe, that's the proof, that's the truth

So I'm grateful, yeah, but I'm grounded

I know how close I was to missing this, this whole life, this dream, this madness

I'm not a god, not a prophet, but even if I ain't holy, this feels devoid

I'm like the ghost in the system, and I was bid another confess them

Would've been another ghost in the system, another could've been

Nah, not even that, I wasn't close to could've been. I was barely a might. No

And now, look at it, crowd screaming my name, light's blinding my eyes

But it ain't about the shine, nah, it's about the climb, the grind

Every broke night, every no-name day, every you ain't good enough

Turns out, I was more than enough

Pause again, you feel that? You feel that?

That weight in your chest, not heavy like chains, nah, heavy like crowns

This could've been nothing, I mean nothing

No beats, no stages, no alive in me

Sometimes I sit in the silence, not the quiet of peace, nah, the kind that screams, what if this ain't real?

What if I wake up tomorrow, and the love's gone, the mic's dead?

What if the light never comes back

But then I remember, it ain't the fame that saved me, it's the fire, the burn, every burn I spit, every note I breathe, that's the proof, that's the truth

So I'm grateful, yeah, but I'm grounded

I know how close I was to missing this, this whole life, this