Sky’s The Limit

[Verse 1: Hiatus]
I'm from a town with a reputation, known for mistakes and
Mental barriers, bums, welfare, and miscarriages
Babies raising babies, and education not preparing
Us for the outside world, an everyday struggle
Most work to live, and only live to make trouble
Single parents of both sexes, lost count of exes
No stability, seas raging cause the harbor lacks tranquility
Kids living a pipe dream until they 'bout sixteen
And realize the drive they had wasn't what it seemed
To be, but that isn't what it is for me
If it wasn't for the hard things there would be no rhyme scheme
Growing up mama said I should believe in myself
Lacey said nobody'll do it for you gotta leave here yourself
So I sat down with a pen and pad, I got mad
Could never say I'm wack, how dare you say that
So I stay far from timid, only make moves when my heart's in it
Until I'm living proof Sky's the limit

[Verse 2: Adverse]
I write this with a sense of my youth in mind
Back when I had limits now my hands is to the sky
Yeah I’m trying to reach like I’m telling a fib…
No mortal is on level with my intelligent wits…
But I’m only human, dudes tend to mistake that
Acting like I ain't that because I’m in their tape deck
I’m just the hip hop dealer on the walk of life
Trying to get a little cut just like a pocket knife
I tend to find peace in these bars and beats
But on the flip side it’s the key to my armory…
My full potential is somewhere yet to be reached
Striving to make strides to be the best I can be
Met fate at the front door like hi nice to meet ya
She said you too could touch the sky just reach up
So here we are, at the top, me and Issac did it…
Saw a brighter future and these the eyes that did it
Sky’s the limit

[Verse 3: Brad Urba]
I been wondering where my life might be
If I listened to the limits, If I got the feeling
That the ceiling was the highest I could reach
If I let the weight upon my shoulders hold me down
My feet never left the ground so to speak
And I never let my wings spread
I heard envy will bring green and anger brings red
I'm just a peasant with a pleasant dream
That believes I can one day lay my head down on a king's bed
And bring bread make a move to a message
And an essence, I could swing heads
Swing lead when the ink's dry
Too cool I bring blue
All in an attempt just to bring you
To a place of benevolence
A place where you could sing too
And bring you back to a place where you believe in yourself
And bring you back to a place where confidence is in it
Where you could tell me that the sky is the limit
Where you could tell me that, that the sky is the limit