Verses - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Verses, my verses are so easily given up on

One minute, I like what I write

The next minute, all the fondness is gone

But I know there's something hidden in this

If I just keep digging more

I might find what I'm looking for

And whatever it spits

Verses versus me, is the fight on the bill tonight

The grand public are gambling

And they're really split between two sides

But I know there's something hidden in this

If I just keep digging more

It doеsn't matter if my hands are sore

Thеse verses don't know what I've got in store

'Cause I might find what I'm looking for

And whatever it spits

Oh, oh-oh, these are the ups and downs

Of living in emotion

Oh, oh-oh, this is a raft I build

To sail across the ocean

To the next desert island

But I know there's something hidden in this

So if I just keep digging more...

But what if I never find what I'm looking for?

How will I know what I'm looking for?

Has it been looking me in the face?

Or have I walked through it with my ghostly pace?

Who knows...