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The Start Of Something

from To What End by Oddisee



Started off for the love of things/
But to remain your heart’ll charge by other means/
I abstained from the lure of fame, a weak hit/
The secret is love drug of dreams/
When you’re both the fire & the fuel that you heat with/
The brighter the flame the more you’ll tire enduring pain/
And that’s when you burn out, or learn of another source/
But of course, external motivation’s
A cheap trick/
What does it all matter if it’s less or more the same/
tally up a tour around the sun like a score to gain/
The idea of more within itself is sort of strange/
maybe there is, a finally summery of what we’ve come to be/
And sinners become winners absolved of blame/
War is the price of peace/
I fight to sleep, I could take a life with ease, Conscious rap/
I might just be polite, desensitized/
Traumatic childhood incentivized/
Had to get around gate hordes, improvised/
Gifted how I learned to break doors, enterprise/
A Shepard can’t be in the shadow of goats/
Your favorite rapper is just cattle I will snap at the throat/
At the end of Ramadan I slaughter lamb for my kin/
That’s not a threat just understand I’m not as western as hoped/
You from the ends I’m from the edge that’s why I’m balanced within/
I learned that challenge is a test I write my answers with pen/
Smeared pages in the book of my life span/
Weaponized emotion Pisces with trident/
Took a stab at making life better with mic stands/
Collection of my fathers old records some nice jams/
A Groove theory experimented at night and/
The truth came clearly only fact is I am/
Attributes are given by observer’s/
How I’m seen & how I’m heard is not the reason why I’m working/
Why perceive what I am worth by what you need is trying first/
To be accepted putting second my belief’s a lie that hurts/
I’ve done more than I thought about/
Tasted five star fruits of labor & ordered out/
Gained confidence in an industry swarmed in doubt/
Accomplishments made of experiences void of clout/
Only thing left is me living I’m calling out/
I’m going off, how to make a million without going soft/
Can’t appreciate the winnings never knowing loss/

I don’t have enemies just misunderstandings/
If you were ever a friend to me, you would understand it/
Those dishonest pretending to be
Were harmless and enraged by my empathy/
When discovered I wasn’t damaged/
The truth is seldom cemented, opinions loose, what happens/
The story traction, the proof’s slipping and people crashing/
That type of traffic I circumvented/
Never let attraction to a muse deter the mission/
I don’t even flirt with ideas, my words are action/
I’m not the one to listen to for a worthless caption/
Quote me when your backs against the wall and the worst could happen/
You might not beat the odds but you got to meet the odd/
It took time to accept that I’m worthy of admiration/
Was brought up in a family not caught up in celebration/
No clock within the house to remind me that time was racing/
The table staying vacant if baba late than we waiting/
Associated patience with bread in need of breaking/
With people that I love, when money came didn’t change it/
My children came and I place it/
The knowledge of ancestors to plan be better/
Never in need of saving/ to what end


from To What End, released January 20, 2023
Written & produced by: Oddisee
Addition instrumentation by:
Ralph Real - keys
Dennis Turner - Bass
Fredeka - Violin


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