[00:01.59]Nesian Mystik
[00:04.90]Prospect
[00:17.48]Small town boy got big city dreams
[00:22.35]He feels the chill of the night through his jeans
[00:27.05]It bites the skin like the knife he carries
[00:31.95]Shadows his face underneath his hoody
[00:36.77]Walks to a home that the government owns
[00:40.99]Holes fill the walls where the photos should go
[00:45.45]Last night's takeaways is still in the stove
[00:49.91]He takes a...
[00:51.30]Seat at the table and go over his notes
[00:54.90]He's trying make it
[00:56.31]While trying to hide
[00:58.80]Two edges
[01:00.34]To his double life
[01:01.49]School of
[01:04.21]Thought to his left
[01:06.23]And hard knocks
[01:08.52]To his right
[01:10.01]He's just trying survive
[01:13.71]Streetwise way beyond his years
[01:18.20]Can launch his fists like he handles Shakespeare
[01:23.08]Nobody knows and he doesn't care
[01:27.39]All that matters are the colours he wears
[01:32.14]Hungry for something that he can't eat
[01:37.05]Calms his nerves with every word that he sees
[01:40.70]Lights his cigarette, has a cup of tea
[01:45.37]He takes a seat at the table and continues to read
[01:49.08]He's trying make it
[01:50.94]While trying to hide
[01:52.77]Two edges
[01:55.08]To his double life
[01:57.75]School of
[01:59.82]Thought to his left
[02:01.63]And hard knocks
[02:03.42]To his right
[02:05.15]He's just trying survive
[02:09.04]Rise and shine but nothing looks bright
[02:10.54]Books camouflaged by cans
[02:11.75]He jumps on his bike
[02:13.28]Dad gave it as a gift last night
[02:15.50]Wonder if he's changed for good this time
[02:17.50]Shrugs and hopes for the best,
[02:19.89]got his headphones on
[02:21.72]Prepares for the test mouthing words to the song
[02:23.45]Miss gave him props on a job well done
[02:29.36]“An A parents must be proud of you son”
[02:31.67]Smiling back with a nod little does she know
[02:33.80]Enrolled himself with no help from home
[02:35.94]Hides the bike in the bushes
[02:37.61]Scared it might be hot so he doesn't want to push it
[02:40.49]Game face hard
[02:42.31]Raise hoodie full mast
[02:42.62]Set sail through the yard
[02:44.14]Play jester of the class
[02:44.51]He's trying make it
[02:45.63]While trying to hide
[02:47.86]Two edges
[02:50.23]To his double life
[02:53.17]School of
[02:54.45]Thought to his left
[02:55.96]And hard knocks
[02:56.62]To his right
[02:59.56]He's just trying survive
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[03:08.56]斿 楽 囦
[03:11.86]the first
[03:13.72]>_<
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Nesian Mystik
Prospect
Small town boy got big city dreams
He feels the chill of the night through his jeans
It bites the skin like the knife he carries
Shadows his face underneath his hoody
Walks to a home that the government owns
Holes fill the walls where the photos should go
Last night's takeaways is still in the stove
He takes a...
Seat at the table and go over his notes
He's trying make it
While trying to hide
Two edges
To his double life
School of
Thought to his left
And hard knocks
To his right
He's just trying survive
Streetwise way beyond his years
Can launch his fists like he handles Shakespeare
Nobody knows and he doesn't care
All that matters are the colours he wears
Hungry for something that he can't eat
Calms his nerves with every word that he sees
Lights his cigarette, has a cup of tea
He takes a seat at the table and continues to read
He's trying make it
While trying to hide
Two edges
To his double life
School of
Thought to his left
And hard knocks
To his right
He's just trying survive
Rise and shine but nothing looks bright
Books camouflaged by cans
He jumps on his bike
Dad gave it as a gift last night
Wonder if he's changed for good this time
Shrugs and hopes for the best,
got his headphones on
Prepares for the test mouthing words to the song
Miss gave him props on a job well done
“An A parents must be proud of you son”
Smiling back with a nod little does she know
Enrolled himself with no help from home
Hides the bike in the bushes
Scared it might be hot so he doesn't want to push it
Game face hard
Raise hoodie full mast
Set sail through the yard
Play jester of the class
He's trying make it
While trying to hide
Two edges
To his double life
School of
Thought to his left
And hard knocks
To his right
He's just trying survive
斿 楽 囦
the first
>_<