Skyzoo - How To Make It Through Hysteria lyrics
[Skyzoo - How To Make It Through Hysteria lyrics]
Growing up, project struck, looking
For luck, dreaming, me and
Couplets I was cupping up to the ceiling
Seen it
Jumped in and was looking up to believe it
Lived it, went and penned it and left
The rest to the speakers
Wrote it the way I know it, you heard it
You saw me show it
Outlining the obvi' and intricating below it
Dollar signs in the lobby and
Finger painting the motive
Any side that's beside me is
Giving way to the notice
Dare you to look away from it
Counting it is weighing it
And the weight of the winners will build
'em to build a gate for it
Protect it or neglect it
Skully over the face with it
The outcome surrounds them and
Everything they praying with
Dents in the carpet
The honor amongst saving it
Picturing tomorrow is prolly gonn'
Make today the end
Beat tapes blur out the blue
And all the chase in them
Lights out the window, the awakening
I'm feeling like I made it though
And if I made it yo
Then making it is everywhere that
They ain't say to go
I'm making it where all of this
Is for the taking yo
Cause making it is everything that
They been waiting fo'
I show 'em how to make it through hysteria
Make it through hysteria
Make it through hysteria made it through
Show 'em how
Know the sound
Know the score well enough to quote it now
Used to what they used to
See them pointing the composer out
Suitor of the suitors, double breasted
Money folded down rooted where the root is
Found an exit they can go around
Sped you up to slow you down
Fuck the curiosity
1, 000 thread count but I was
Cut from where the bottom be
Powder spread 'round like they was
Dumping out their lottery
Freshened up the linen like
Embellishing an image
See it's sorta like the scene where
Dukie get out the car
And Prezbo is watching a dream die from afar
And testers are getting thrown
Over on Popular Grove
And the rest of what you know is
Where the end of it starts
You hear the engine is gone
Behind you is what it was
Hearing tends to be wrong but reminds
You of what it does
Hearing it through the walls
Oblige and get your run
And make sure to rewind it when you're done
Word to the hysteria that we tryna
Say we made it thru, and word
To bringing everyone wit us to say
"shit I made it too"
Whatever happens from here on out
I made it when they said I
Wouldn't make it I made it
And I made it true, no hand outs
Used because none were ever given
I mean I can't say I wouldn't
Have accepted if a hand was
Ever risen, but none were so
Why consider, when they didn't
They didn't consider my
City or my block or my curb or
My crib the way I did
And I didn't do any of this
Just to say I lived, I did it to say I'm in
In for whatever it might've been
Or it might be, or whatever's likely to push
Thru, not a hero just a good dude
Moms and pops love me like cooked food and
The front door was wide enough for me
To do more than just look thru, so hey
Why not at least take a stare, take it
A step further and take it there
I mean really take it there and see what all
The fuss is being made about and, admire the
Ones before us who made it out
Getting autographs and picturing
All of that as a blueprint for us
And wishing for all of that, uh, see
When I said I wrote on the back
Of light bills I really meant that
And whether you did or
Didn't get that, it is what it is, I mean
It is what it is for that dream
And that dream is so vivid it don't even
Look like one, or so it seems, seems to us
That whatever you leave for us is
What it'll be for us, but fuck that
Becuz if that don't be enough then
What does that mean for us?
Confliction and contemplation and addiction
And that itching
And itching for what you missing
And you inching to see what they
Taking or see what they paying
Or see both sides and see why the song's
Been playing the way it's been playing and
Why it won't stop, couldn't stop
It if you tried to
Or better yet if you pretended you
Wasn't listening when really you
Knew every word in
Every sentence and every metronome
In that rhythm, every
Hi hat and 808 you was given
The bass you know as well
As the mirror you in
Front of, and well, either do it or don't
But either or they can't judge us, so yea
I wrote and I wrote because no one
Else spoke, no judge, no jury, just
Purely how it goes, and from the
Go I was who I am, the story's been one
In the same just the way that you
Turn that page may have changed, long time
Coming since Chris or Shawn or Nasir or
Corey or Brad first started to go
Figured I'd do my part and draw up a
Path, and let it unfold, unfold like
Kites with picture requests and
Homecoming dates and liquor
Requests and, shit, I stand tall for all
Of it if this is what's left
Buying bottles last minute cuz
See I'll never forget the date but
I might forget the request
See my life's loaded at the
Moment and there's so many
Bottles to be bought
That, I kinda get lost, but still here
And feeling like I made it though
For luck, dreaming, me and
Couplets I was cupping up to the ceiling
Seen it
Jumped in and was looking up to believe it
Lived it, went and penned it and left
The rest to the speakers
Wrote it the way I know it, you heard it
You saw me show it
Outlining the obvi' and intricating below it
Dollar signs in the lobby and
Finger painting the motive
Any side that's beside me is
Giving way to the notice
Dare you to look away from it
Counting it is weighing it
And the weight of the winners will build
'em to build a gate for it
Protect it or neglect it
Skully over the face with it
The outcome surrounds them and
Everything they praying with
Dents in the carpet
The honor amongst saving it
Picturing tomorrow is prolly gonn'
Make today the end
Beat tapes blur out the blue
And all the chase in them
Lights out the window, the awakening
I'm feeling like I made it though
And if I made it yo
Then making it is everywhere that
They ain't say to go
I'm making it where all of this
Is for the taking yo
Cause making it is everything that
They been waiting fo'
I show 'em how to make it through hysteria
Make it through hysteria
Make it through hysteria made it through
Show 'em how
Know the sound
Know the score well enough to quote it now
Used to what they used to
See them pointing the composer out
Suitor of the suitors, double breasted
Money folded down rooted where the root is
Found an exit they can go around
Sped you up to slow you down
Fuck the curiosity
1, 000 thread count but I was
Cut from where the bottom be
Powder spread 'round like they was
Dumping out their lottery
Freshened up the linen like
Embellishing an image
See it's sorta like the scene where
Dukie get out the car
And Prezbo is watching a dream die from afar
And testers are getting thrown
Over on Popular Grove
And the rest of what you know is
Where the end of it starts
You hear the engine is gone
Behind you is what it was
Hearing tends to be wrong but reminds
You of what it does
Hearing it through the walls
Oblige and get your run
And make sure to rewind it when you're done
Word to the hysteria that we tryna
Say we made it thru, and word
To bringing everyone wit us to say
"shit I made it too"
Whatever happens from here on out
I made it when they said I
Wouldn't make it I made it
And I made it true, no hand outs
Used because none were ever given
I mean I can't say I wouldn't
Have accepted if a hand was
Ever risen, but none were so
Why consider, when they didn't
They didn't consider my
City or my block or my curb or
My crib the way I did
And I didn't do any of this
Just to say I lived, I did it to say I'm in
In for whatever it might've been
Or it might be, or whatever's likely to push
Thru, not a hero just a good dude
Moms and pops love me like cooked food and
The front door was wide enough for me
To do more than just look thru, so hey
Why not at least take a stare, take it
A step further and take it there
I mean really take it there and see what all
The fuss is being made about and, admire the
Ones before us who made it out
Getting autographs and picturing
All of that as a blueprint for us
And wishing for all of that, uh, see
When I said I wrote on the back
Of light bills I really meant that
And whether you did or
Didn't get that, it is what it is, I mean
It is what it is for that dream
And that dream is so vivid it don't even
Look like one, or so it seems, seems to us
That whatever you leave for us is
What it'll be for us, but fuck that
Becuz if that don't be enough then
What does that mean for us?
Confliction and contemplation and addiction
And that itching
And itching for what you missing
And you inching to see what they
Taking or see what they paying
Or see both sides and see why the song's
Been playing the way it's been playing and
Why it won't stop, couldn't stop
It if you tried to
Or better yet if you pretended you
Wasn't listening when really you
Knew every word in
Every sentence and every metronome
In that rhythm, every
Hi hat and 808 you was given
The bass you know as well
As the mirror you in
Front of, and well, either do it or don't
But either or they can't judge us, so yea
I wrote and I wrote because no one
Else spoke, no judge, no jury, just
Purely how it goes, and from the
Go I was who I am, the story's been one
In the same just the way that you
Turn that page may have changed, long time
Coming since Chris or Shawn or Nasir or
Corey or Brad first started to go
Figured I'd do my part and draw up a
Path, and let it unfold, unfold like
Kites with picture requests and
Homecoming dates and liquor
Requests and, shit, I stand tall for all
Of it if this is what's left
Buying bottles last minute cuz
See I'll never forget the date but
I might forget the request
See my life's loaded at the
Moment and there's so many
Bottles to be bought
That, I kinda get lost, but still here
And feeling like I made it though