Uncle Sam
More Than Music
{Intro}

I capture carnage I'm an artist, in it’s truest form
A flare that's fading in the darkness
That the viewers mourn
A skewered thorn that's in the grass of a manured lawn
You were warned
You are now the targets of a brewing storm

{Verse 1}

Fuck this fashion show I’m sick of tryna chase the likes
I wish we try replace the hype of slick designer shades and ice
And stick to rhyming great on mic's and spit the vine and stay precise, fuck that xanny rap that dignifies a wasted life
Afraid of heights but I'm on a mission to reach the top
Without the music I'd rot in prison or meet with God
It leaves me shocked when I drop the written and that seems to flop, like I've done the work but my competition receives the job
I beat the odds because I rap with hunger and passion
Now the thunder is cracking
In fact my numbers are stacking
Just practiced something they haven't and that's the stuff that can happen
The realest shit is doing the crap that's tough to imagine
That’s when

{Chorus}
You can see that its more than music to me
It’s everything
Anything I choose it to be
I use it to smile
I use it to grieve
I use it to live
I use it to breathe
I'm free
You can see that its more than music to me
It’s everything
Anything I choose it to be
I use it to smile
I use it to grieve
I use it to live
I use it to breathe
I'm free

{Verse 2}

I was year 6 listening to Eminem, D12 g unit
Mimicking the 10 of them
Sitting in detention I was picking out a pen and then
Sending friends lyrics that I'd written into MSN
When I went to year 8 it was a weird trait to want to be a rapper
I'm not black is what my peers say
Think I missed a PSA
Didn’t want to be a skater
I was rocking data trackies to careers day
I see a stage and I can sense the excitement
That's why I talk to these promoters and pretend that I like 'em
But they don't
Remember the kindness I tend to provide them
They wanna know if I'm trending
If I'm descending or rising
But when my friends are arriving
All my fam's in the crowd
All my fans are surrounding the room
It's like I land on a cloud and abandon my doubt
Now I understand what it's 'bout
It ain't the mansion you stand in
But the man in the house
I'm out
{Chorus}

You can see that its more than music to me
It's everything
Anything I choose it to be
I use it to smile
I use it to grieve
I use it to live
I use it to breathe
I'm free
You can see that its more than music to me
It's everything
Anything I choose it to be
I use it to smile
I use it to grieve
I use it to live
I use it to breathe
I'm free

Outro:
*I'm Free*