Name: Try
Duration: P00H02M49S
Description: Written January 30 2015

Try

from Year of the Goat by Wally Clark

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Written January 30 2015

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They told me to gain experience,
then they told me I’m too old and they ain’t hearing it,
said they love the way it sounds, but they ain’t clearing it,
they sneer at my appearance, it’s clear that they are fearing him,

I did my 10,000 hours before I dropped an album,
now it’s a challenge to leave the house without a Valium.
They say I’m past my prime, but I wasn’t passing time,
I practiced rhyme, so my raps would pass and not be asinine,

Aglass of wine, aging since the 80s,
raised in Hades,
my mind was ADHD,
what motivates me,
is holdin pastries, from my spoken sayings,
go for the gold like Show and AG,

I’m diggin in the crates,
swigging while I’m lifting weights,
big in different states,
but where I living, I ain’t getting play,
spent a day as I prayed to the most high
said I’d never learn to fly if I don’t try

I guess I'll give it a shot,
they say the good die young, but I’m not Big into Pac

This is my dream and I never had a plan B,
but they say don’t believe in what you can’t see

Some call it faith, I just call it being stubborn,
because I never had a taste for being governed,
but it’s hard being the lone wolf,
trying not to eat the sheep in the control room,

With all them head nods, they might as well said bah,
Instead they said bra, you next, I said whateva,
cause then they ask me for a trap beat,
all origy, no diggy like I’m Backtreet,

Because there just was still was a Bill for that sample,
for example, I’m like Andrew with a can of Campbell’s,
Warholing, while mauling on your darling,
shit I’ll ball 'til I fall like Mulhalland,

and I’m a target like a gunman’s aim,
they say this market is a young man’s game,
spent a day as I prayed to the most high
said I’d never learn to fly if I don’t try

I guess I'll give it a shot,
they say the good die young, but I’m not Big into Pac

This is my dream and I never had a plan B,
but they say don’t believe in what you can’t see