Oddisee - A List of Withouts lyrics

One time for setbacks, one time for progress
Have hatred for the matrix or fall
In love with the process
Not enough sleep and, way too many prospects
Always feeling fatigue but I have
Yet to need alarm set
I'm just bout the realest of things
Ain't that the logic?
Lie awake with a dream and then
Fall asleep with a concept
I hear a lot of chatter
About hustling on the daily
But when did the discussion
Come pay me? Never
This the man that's behind the words
That do whatever it takes
I'm not too proud to eat
The scrapings off plates, turn your nose up
You're missing out
What this about? Having holdups?
Well you can eat the chips on your shoulder
Know what?
That ain't something that you can learn
But on the way you could earn
Rode through the fixes and the clenches
Never make a U Turn and if you do
You ain't ready for what anything cost
Youngin' you soft
Run along with your loss and step off

You ain't got the skills for this nah
You ain't got the build for this
Nah, you ain't got the real for this
You ain't got the chill for this nah
You ain't got the smarts for this
Nah, you ain't got the art for this
You ain't got the ear for this nah
You ain't got the tears for this
Nah, you ain't got the fear for this
You ain't got the years for this nah
You ain't got the heart for this
Nah, you ain't got the art for this
Turn it up

When do I not have a lot on my mind
Contemplating what to do with my time
I'm pursuing a grind that runs faster
Than my passion and I'm
Tryna match it with the habit to shine
Money coming and going
Predict the pattern what I'm tryna define
Already knowing is a tragic decline
Before the show end
Show up with a "I know what" instead of "why"
The answer ain't in the sky
Don't expect a reply
I'm just expecting decline
I'm scared to death that
This the best I'ma get before God
Come and collect his breath back
Lakeen yakhi fluse biad nas Al-muslameen
'Aref al haqikha gareeb
So I don't sweat that
I got a lot of blessings at stake
And I would hate to take them
All in the vein like I was shooting up base
I'm in the trap you might know it as states
A Murryland boy who wants the world to
Rejoice at my recording of tapes
Y'all don't hear me why

You ain't got the skills for this nah
You ain't got the build for this
Nah, you ain't got the real for this
You ain't got the chill for this nah
You ain't got the smarts for this
Nah, you ain't got the art for this
You ain't got the ear for this nah
You ain't got the tears for this
Nah, you ain't got the fear for this
You ain't got the years for this nah
You ain't got the heart for this
Nah, you ain't got the art for this
Turn it up

My mother worked the register all
The way through her pregnancy
Less than a week from getting me
She was working to better me
Pop's selling coke out on Lanny
Park in the 70's
He hustled for the struggle to stop
The troubles ahead of me
That's when he had a diner
Off of New Hampshire Ave didn't last
Reaganomics set the market to crash
When I'm back home I always make
A point to go past
To see the spot as a reminder of
How the good could go bad
This the world that I inherited
Furthered it through the murderous
Weak, and meager the nervousness
Look at me I'm impervious
Take your best shot and make
Sure that I'm done
Cause if I'm not I'll come back to
Take the life from your lungs
I fight The Good Fight
The merit's of my actions is slow
Overnight: Nothing worth it would
Grow this I learned
From the modest of folks
Fake artists with your targets
To blow, y'all implode
We ain't guarding your soul yeah

You ain't got the skills for this nah
You ain't got the build for this
Nah, you ain't got the real for this
You ain't got the chill for this nah
You ain't got the smarts for this
Nah, you ain't got the art for this
You ain't got the ear for this nah
You ain't got the tears for this
Nah, you ain't got the fear for this
You ain't got the years for this nah
You ain't got the heart for this
Nah, you ain't got the art for this
Turn it up