Feet Don't Fail

My feet hurt – knees weak, head heavy

but I won’t stop, muscle like a mustang Chevy

trudging on this path, though it doesn’t feel steady

I asked God for guidance, He told me I was ready

steady grinding, see I’m putting the work in

it’s hurting, these rappers just skin-deep like Jergens

nursing their wounds like a bottle of sorrow

already told you, I’m building for a better tomorrow

you can follow if you want but I’d rather that you stand with me

walk with me, talk with me, make a plan with me

but it’s evident, most kat’s are hesitant

getting out their comfort zone – something that they never did

no Foundations, they’re standing on some gelatine

ya’ll can keep faltering, man – I’ll keep getting in

doubters wanna try to assail me,

with their arrows impale me

I’m praying that my feet don’t fail me

HOOK:

Marching on this path, and I can’t turn back and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

I’ve come too far now to back-track and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

I’ma stay driven, living out my vision and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

Cuz I ain’t gonna flop unless my feet stop, so-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

Feet don’t fail

spit scripts flipped like Christ-Bale

ya’ll need to get the fuck off my set!

the crusader with no cape or cowl

straight up like Simon Cowell

while most full of shit like Colin Powel

if you could see the motivation my steps

you’d understand I’m standing for the children that ain’ even took a breath yet

to leave a legacy for future generations

there’s destruction in stagnation so I focus on creation

elevation, I rise to overstand the situation

even though my feet are blistered and sore, I’m more patient

but not waiting for my destiny to come

the drum, I’m addicted to

the beat is the vehicle

the mic. is the conduit

speakers what I’m speaking through

as long as there’s a 5% chance that I’m reaching you

I’ll keep writing rhymes on the daily

knowing that I’ll prevail, see

believing that my feet won’t fail me

HOOK:

Marching on this path, and I can’t turn back and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

I’ve come too far now to back-track and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

I’ma stay driven, living out my vision and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

Cuz I ain’t gonna flop unless my feet stop, so-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

Even when my head’s the heaviest, remember this

progress is almost never effortless

but struggling ain’t a requisite for gettin’ it

matter fact, forget that – I’m being it

what I wanna see in the world, I set free with it

the microphone that is, like a cyclone in the midst

of the biz of this rap shit,

respect I amass it

platinum not plastic

the status quo – surpassed it

so now I stand out like a Jew amongst Catholics

hip hop’s daily bread

I’m feeding what your soul’s needing

what’s been neglecting through years of mental inbreeding

you might have to rewind that, but let me explain:

your life’s an expression of where your mind’s at

my minds on gratitude

benevolence in my attitude

and transformation of the world; no it’s not a platitude

I’m on my track, you’d need a train to derail me

I’m focused and I promise that my feet won’t fail me

HOOK:

Marching on this path, and I can’t turn back and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

I’ve come too far now to back-track and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

I’ma stay driven, living out my vision and-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME

Cuz I ain’t gonna flop unless my feet stop, so-uh

I’M PRAYING THAT FEET DON’T FAIL ME