Rapid Chris - Heroes (Offical Audio) (Prod. JpBeatz)
Channel: Reverie C
Date: 2021-04-24

Written and recorded by Rapid Chris; produced by JpBeatz. Thank you JpBeatz for the instrumental

Link to instrumental: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=BEuEc-KHa4E

Link to JpBeatz's channel: https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCk_t2An4ndjiLBMn26vOq-g

SoundCloud Track:
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/KcxYP

Lyrics: Yeah... Shout outs to JpBeatz. Alright… I’ve been working on this for awhile

Something I thought about a long time, but we skrate now, but still. Yeah. Lookin out for others is supposed to be my job. Build up someone in better shape like my name’s Bob. I know that line is corny but I need some… sort of clarity that this eerily helplessness isn't comparably relevant to people with powers of… giving away everything for a good cause. 

Where's a super man when you need him? People starving in the streets, need somebody to feed 'em. Anxiety is riling in the youth of this generation. No freedom for the 4.58 million slaves. You ain't seen 'em because it's forced labor from mistakes. The people treat 'em like ghosts because you end up buying things these slaves touch. "It's too much to believe 'em", you may say but I'm part of the few that would hear them. 

I've been running back and forth in my thoughts. They all go in a flash when I bash my head against the drywall. The blood brings me back to reality. Spray myself with Lysol to disinfect the bad, wack, sad facts that smack all. Then I fall… No hero to pick me up when I call. They're all busy with their own problems. 

The only heroes that would breathe are in fiction. See solely zeroes. I believe we're fishin' for mostly cheap hoes to receive some good wishes. Me, lonely people conceive the good vision of moldy evils. Deceive your decision of holy weasels to keep the position that brings and boldy steal those dollars and your commission. Speak fully. Don't fear those that perceive their condition as Z level. Phoney equals saviors we meet. Heroes is what we are missin. 

Ayo, hold on
I got some more… I got someth in to say. Word Up

Yo chill with that nonsense. You say that there are no heroes but what about those comments that save friends from falling. The ones on front lines show no lies. You don't rely on this like a lovely life. Lose sight of long lowly nights. Choose faith. Checking fake friends. For foul child's force forks down flimsy eyes. I can't see nor seek the seas of sheer kindness but believe I'm still fighting. 

Like the ones before me. The war soldiers, firefighters, poets. It's stormy some days I get it. Life is boring but that's because you're storing your mistakes. No one helped you. Waited many mornings for recognition. Like floorings, you need to place the base of what you find important. 

Helped the ones in need when you can. When you do become rich you help those who need a hand. Your forgetting the people that died for these demands. A better life for all. There's people to fight like them again. We will join but we have to wait. We'll take a stand but we have to get our backup and destroy those who think they have a chance to destroy our home. 

Thank the doctors, surgeons, soldiers, and bad people who made you strong. Be the proctor hurtin colder evil humans staining jobs. Stalkers, vermins, serpents, legal psychos paying for all their wrongs are fuckers. Working bolder than sequel makers is what I'm on. Mockers, burdens, covert truths are changing in me. Watching bombs, softer persons shoulder their pain, hearing of deceitful cons, and robbers. Searching folders for peaceful fate for so long. You can't conquer urges of burnin older remaining problems until yours are gone. Mmm