More To Go

[Verse 1: Oddisee]

Wrote this on a beach while my kids were sleep

Never thought I’d be at peace when I was near defeat

Just got used to sending beats to get something to eat

Looked inside my fridge and me and ain’t seen nothing sweet

Another person in the verses written years prior

From space heaters to heated spaces, near fire

Different versions of work in progress

Collected wisdom from their wreckage that I fortified with more in mind

Can’t reach perfection with a poor design

Clear to me now I was the risk I had to steer shy of

Foreshadowed by my own shadow as a lurking object

Slid through the valley where the corpses lie and now my fears appear minor

What I’ve become is currently my finest

But within time it takes its place as just a piece of mind

Another address on the Ave I traded sleep for grind

Lived many lives but the newest one's always the hardest

[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]

I know I lived many lives

Yeah, But I got so much more to go

Yeah so much more go

Yeah baby, said I know I lived many lives

Yeah, but I got so much more to go

Tuh, so much more to go

Oh my, heh

[Verse 2: Oddisee]

My first life I was a dreamer born into illusions

My second I became student working on improvement

Third bcame a preacher to protest our institutions

Fourth I became a teacher to progress the moment

Fifth I became a leader to protect conclusions

Sixth a cheater to finesse those still in destitution

Seventh a healer to correct what I was just abusing

The eighth I’m currently completing with my stress reducing

Maybe what’s left is losing count of all accounted for

Forgetting my collection is a feat but a profound reward

I found the lure of life exploring what I couldn’t cause

Effected by the random less a sceptic when you’re met by newness

I traveled far and wide before I ever charged to rhyme

My open mind would visit what my artistry ain’t stop to find

Too busy watching thrones I nearly didn’t guard the shrine

Within my many lives still surprised that I’m a rolling stone

[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]

I know I lived many lives

Yeah, but I got so much more to go

Yeah so much more go

Yeah baby, said I know I lived many lives

Yeah, but I got so much more to go

Yeah so much more to go

Yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 3: C.S. Armstrong]

Said I know, I lived many lives

Maybe 10 to be exact

Haters they be like how the hell you did that

Hmm, gotta take it way back

When I got my first 91 Deville Cadillac

Hmm, took that shit off to New York City

Now I’m in my own lane ain’t nobody fucking with me

HOV, hell yeah

Hmm, now I’m in my own lane ain’t nobody fucking with me

[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]

Said I know I lived many lives

Oh my huh, but I got so much more to go

Tuh so much more go

Oh my huh, said I know I lived many lives

But I got so much more to go

Oh my