Knowing Why Lyrics

Put your hands up

In this life I got to stand up

Grab the courage of my energy and man up, man

Relaxing, chilling, what's happening?

I know God through everything at me

The universe is mapping my life

My wife

What comes in and out of sight?

I used to get a fright, pharmaceuticals took control of my might

Out all night

I have no regrets that's life

Asking myself, why did this happen?

I'm now rapping, teaching people the lessons I learnt backwards

Life once blackened

I had to flatten, to gain traction

A man of action

What you don't see is what you are lacking

I'm rapping

It's happening

I'm popping off and smashing life like it's coming crashing down but if I stop now I will just fall over

She's getting closer

When will this all be over?

The pressure to write

The pressure to fight

So much pressure

I was up all night

The fight, to know myself, know thy

So when it comes to the crunch I know why

The pressure to write

The pressure to fight

So much pressure I was up all night

The fight, to know myself, know thy

So when it comes to the crunch I know why

You can manipulate me, hate me

I'm to gracious, graciously

She taught me how to be humble and kind

Down to earth and part of my lines

It's a sign, we both so crazy in love we out of our minds

Time after time, we realign

Passion in a rhyme

She's my passion in fine

Passionately mine

Breaking down words for some inspiration

We came to life through creation

My patience, running thin but save it

Most loved and most hated

Some of these people traitors

I hate it

Break through breaking

I'm shaking, tremors like in the making, so bloody nervous I'm latent

Terrified, through terrifying circumstances

Advances

Dances

Trances

Answers?

Where the fuck are all their manners?

A poster boy on banners

I swear these labels, banned it

The pressure to write

The pressure to fight

So much pressure

I was up all night

The fight, to know myself, know thy

So when it comes to the crunch I know why

The pressure to write

The pressure to fight

So much pressure I was up all night

The fight, to know myself, know thy

So when it comes to the crunch I know why

I'm going to fucken ram it, so far up there arses they will get hammered

Call it banter?

Call it my manner?

Call it my grammar?

Where's the fucken hammer?

Cutting down words, like trees in the rainforest

The king reigning from it

One more word and I'm blaming honesty, honestly

I'm so honest

I'm completely free

Nobody going to stop A-Ezy

Busting words until I bleed

They perceive me how they perceive

In the lead

Behind or in need

I will not grieve

Please girl you just got to believe

My deeds

I hope they freed, your heart and your soul

Now I just got to believe

The pressure to write

The pressure to fight

So much pressure

I was up all night

The fight, to know myself, know thy

So when it comes to the crunch I know why

The pressure to write

The pressure to fight

So much pressure I was up all night

The fight, to know myself, know thy

So when it comes to the crunch I know why