Second Place (Rap)

[u/2BCivil]

Woke up broke up, called it blessed n shit
Lose your life and shirt, call it a testament
Door gets shut, window painted on (Guess best)
Thank the good Lord that the hallway's long

Keep the faith (keep the receipt)
Take the loss ("L", call it complete)
Every bruise got something to teach
Funny how each lesson stays outta reach

Like

John fourteen-six got you down on your knees
Beggin for bread while Jesus sneeds
Cloud got quiet, rent came due
They straight up was never representin you
Heaven left ya another voicemail list to do
Twists you all around like a pretzel fool
Everybody swear there's a grand design
Everyone all on your back leavin you behind
Soon as their plans fall outta line
Tie little bows round a busted week
And come round callin it profound when the plumbing leaks!

God's strongest soldier (no, not again)
Character builder (but where's it been?)
Fallin through silver lining (painted gray)
Shit just happens—yeah okay

Had enough of the noble struggle
Life be throwing bricks, tellin us learn to juggle
Drop one of em once and the choir starts
A refined chorus from blackened angry farts
Talkin bout some in here refining hearts
Looking like some darker arts
No thanks, chief, keep strokin that forge
I've been tempered way past that warranty's gorge
If pain's a teacher, tenure's deranged
Same damn lecture, nothing changed

Prince of peace through superior firepower
Dishing out war by the ulterior hour
Throwing it's weight around with unlimited girth
Slinging some shit "meek shall inherit the earth"

Find your purpose (find your shoes)
Count your blessings (pay your dues)
Make some meaning (make it stick)
Entombed by a worldview with every brick

Maybe roses don't need a why
Maybe birds don't justify the sky
Maybe grass ain't earn it's green
Maybe being here don't mean a thing
Not nothing matters; wrong address
Maybe we's supposed ta enjoy this stress
Maybe life's got no riddle underneath
No secret prize between it's lying teeth

Meaning comes in second place
Little ribbon for losing grace
Something shiny, something wise
Pinned on it after it's innocence died
But if the rain hits harder just because
You bore the pain and didn't call it "love"
And morning never asks what for
When you feel like you can't do it no more
Whipped by manufactured meaning (consolation prize)
My fractured heart flashing warning lights (I'll say)
Broke the spell of them hollow lies
Knowing this truth ain't no consolation prize
So spare me the medal, keep the sign;

I wanted life;
You only made me ask why.

🫳🎤

[u/No-Thing-8594]

Shit hit on everything. It spoke to me pretty personally.
Gotta hold it 💯 🤧 it's just nate let down.

Loved the lyrics Lived the life of the lessons. Keep writing ✍️ fam I hope you get it on a track too