Joell Ortiz

Theraputic
It's Sunday morning and I just woke up A rainy day in the Poconos man the roads gon suck I'm posed to hit the casinos up and go try my luck Take all the winnings to the outlets and buy all new stuff Instead I'm sitting here like nah.. hungover from the shots we took last night My body can't recover that fast like It did when I was younger... Constant reminder I'm at half time I gotta be selective wit my pastime My life was just mad rhymes, pad lines Cameras flashing ten times Smile tear up stages make pages in headlines Tour buses and red eyes, interviews with red eyes From improper rest and that stress I won't forget I Tried to give it my best, no less, wit no regrets I am the breaker of chains in my family the project I residing in I said bye to them mommy could hold her head high Fuck that casino lobby ain't gotta bet on no red, I won I find that musics therapeutic I find that musics therapeutic I find that musics therapeutic I find that musics therapeutic I write it, record it, then listen to it It's Wednesday morning and I just woke up Letras de cancionesBout to make the biggest bowl of Cheerios, nice cup Of green tea and ESPN on my screen right above The fireplace I lift the blinds and take in all of that sun The brighter days, I write amazed that I can talk like this A long walk from sidewalks in New York type shit Where 1,2 maybe 3 seconds a .45 lifts You 6 feet under hope ya number on them dice don't flip The 7th wonder of the world was an Old Lighthouse In Ancient Egypt, got a painting of it in my house I can't believe it sometimes I think of me selling dimes I think of me on the grind, freedom just all on the line Was wilding B, them thoughts create anxieties in my mind Subconsciously I feel the that karma breathing all on my spine It follows me but I promised me I would not look behind In hopes that I am that anomaly and I'll be just fine... just fine I find that musics therapeutic I find that musics therapeutic I find that musics therapeutic I find that musics therapeutic I write it, record it, then listen to it From Letras Mania