歌手:Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
专辑:《VS. Redux》

Yesterday, forget it
Tomorrow is nada
The present is right here,
through the breath, watch it
Atheist Jesus piece, hanging on a cross
We sit and discuss God on lawn chairs
About how we got here,
What it is, what it isn't, ****
Fate vs. fate, scrimmaging with coincidence
Leave out the market
and hold up on the business end
Focus on the genuine,
and everything else,
you can shed the skin
I was a couple moves away from being dead
In that ER overdosing, eyes bleeding red
I fell in love, made an album, got a buzz
Lost it all, sobered up and guess what?
Now we meet again
And now I'm back, finally just laughin'
Expectations are resentments waiting to happen
Studying the Dharma, Karma, Vipassana practice
Bahá'u'lláh, Buddah,
God to the mountaintop and I'm traveling
Learning, yes, reflecting on what matters
People, impermanence, lack of attachments
It's space and time, a couple man-made distractions
The measure of a spirit that no human can ever capture
Church, ha, this booth is my Vatican
I don't control life, but I control how I react to it
Student of the breath, break beats and balancing
Desire vs. truth until I finally find happiness

I was put here to do something
before I'm lying in that casket
I'd be lying on the beat if I said I didn't know what that is
The world's a stage and we play a character, I found him
It took me 20 something years
and a bunch of ****ty soundchecks
I'm not gonna be content, till I find gratitude
Regardless of my sales or the record deals that they're handing you
If the next generation takes a legacy in samples
You will have a bunch of mp3's of misled kids to pass 'em to
I use my veins to create the color I paint from
Delve into self until my heart becomes my paint brush
I told my momma I'm not stopping till my names up
Thinkin' those comments on that blog is gonna save us
Searching for everything but God to validate ya
Get insecure and then we start blaming the haters
Used to look to women to fill a part of me that was vacant
Truth, the only thing that I ever used in moderation
So I stare into this paper instead of sitting at a cubicle
Take all the ugly shit inside and try to make it beautiful
Use the cement from rock bottom and make it musical
So that people can relate to where I've been,
Where I'm going, what I've seen, what I've heard
From the guts, **** the glory
Just a person on a porch putting it all into recording
Many in my past and many that came before me
I just keep walking my path and I'm blessed to share my story