If I .Wasn't. Invisible ft. Koalatee & Auspicious
Auspicious, M~M, Koalatee
I’ve lost sight, I’ve lost sight of flaws
But what’s not right, I haven’t lost it at all
Being a nobody, I wanted everything
But now being a somebody, I want to stop remembering
You dream of what fits, n your fresh to re-act
Or that’s what it is, til’ you have their breathe on your back
A rep to up-hold, somebody elses’ ambitions
Truth never told, but this was life you wish you were livin
Your who’d you’d die to be..back and thru mistakes
Now your only privacy, comes in bathroom breaks
Followed constantly, every move has been tracked
But now honestly, you pray you could take it back
You lied.. because you thought it would help
But your so recognized, you don’t recognize yourself
Like this from now on, n you’ve fought for it
But now you want it gone, n’ don’t know why you wanted it
minds astray, you’d stop at shoulders
n’ from day to day, it’s the same process over
My life could be miserable, for this I am sure
To everyone, I am invisible.. I just live life like I weren’t..
If I weren’t invisible maybe you would see the black n white
N the raps I write wouldn’t just be black n white
Maybe to prove I’m real I’d have to scrap n fight
But I’m invisible…
so they cant censor whats written on this pad tonight.
If I weren’t invisible n you could know its me
Maybe it would be convoluted music, no longer poetry
Maybe I’d have the elders of white America scoldin me
Showin me as a “thug” – There would be no Emcees
I would carry an assumption, that I’m carrying something
And intimidate people just off of the nuthin…
That I carry around. A stereotype always wantin to fight
If I weren’t invisible… I’m most likely carryin a gun or a knife.
But its right. Cuz when you’re seen its more than lyrics
Give you what u have for who u are… then turn and fear it
But I’m the invisible… so what I say now – its nuthin
I love this art... but if invisible, I wasn’t – then fuck it
A controlled crowd’s paroled mouths seem dismayed in this disparity
Whilst the individual remains foolish enough to convey his insincerity
I stand corrected & pallad-faced, amongst both leaders & poets
With nothing to submit, my voice drones & my demeanor is stoic. .
A breeze bites my neck, a tightened check greets the new layers
As they enter the square, a mass euphoria defeats the doomsdayers
An enormous, collective sigh. . Trust, that the pulse was as loud
But not so punctuated, for its noise became engulfed by the crowd
The time arrives, we tried to hide – a willing cast with lassoes. .
Captured minds & hid their souls, whilst the buildings cast the shadows
We were in Times Square, New York - & I shuddered in wealth
For it was a cold, winter day when I had finally discovered myself. .
-III-
Thanks for the view even if no replies...
this is one of my first attempts at OMs.
