Lucky Guesses (ft. Wombaticus Rex)

by FOZ.

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about

gave our blood and sweat for the genre that we love to death
but it was nothing, really - just another lucky guess - WR

lyrics

Now all I really care about
Is the quality of the music
This Bonnie never minds
If Clyde's eyes misconstrued it
If I choose to play the role of rapper
Know I won't abuse it
Improving 'till the flow is mastered
This flowing therapeutic
I'm moving faster
Than I ever moved before
But its true its just a snail's pace
Compared to what's in store
The soothing laughter
Has me happy to my core
This is more than just a fail-safe
I'm tapping at that door
If you ask me for my whereabouts
I'm somewhere in between
Living vastly 'till I wear it out
Gassing up my dreams
Passing up my schemes
To a higher kind of meaning
Now I'm past what I can see
So its time I be retreating
Never trying to be deceiving
Or deceptive
Every line that I'm repeating
Is just a piece of my perspective
Making something meaningful
My utmost objective
But I could stumble into beautiful
With a few lucky guesses

Always feel so unimpressive
When I'm cutting sessions
All the magic happens after the fact
A humbling lesson
Rap is alchemy
Forging fire out of doubts and grief
And we bleed it all out for free
Its just depressing
Hustle hard 'till it comes apart
My suffering starts
In the darkness of my hungry heart
Money can't fix me
Like money can't fix greed
A sad song thats older than the banks
That system isn't broken
It just breaks
Our communities
All our commitments
To some common cause
Reduced to commodities
Consumed by that dollar god
As we all just watch
How morbidly appropriate
Too ghosted
Off our postmodern opiates
Just nodding off
So its funny how that screen
Is always on
Always something next
Rubber necking
In the wreckage of our lives
Had to come correct
Gave our blood and sweat
For the genre that we love to death
But it was nothing, really
Just another lucky guess