Make Time To Feel by Ryshon Jones Lyrics
Speaking up for all the times I wasn’t saying much
Spitting out blood from biting my tongue
What a time to find the words I been lost for
Them same words had talked me up out a cross road
My thoughts fold, shit get awful I beat it though
Watching what I pour into, some shit might overflow
Overkill from overloads, bro I know the drill
Pain reshaping my reality, make time to feel
Protocol when I go face the mess. I ask God for strength
He know i’ll figure out the rest. I made the bed for the cases
That I got to rest. Niggas empty as they promises, I’m falling back
Get shit in order until the tonе was set
It’s for the best. I see thе plot getting thick as my skin
I tame the stress, the benefits of having freedom to fail with no regrets
I got promises I broke with myself, I piece em back
Faith don’t fall out the blue
I been digging deep I’m getting to the root
What’s living in my head ain’t always true
But I guard everything, I guard everything
Sometimes it’s certainty, sometimes it’s second guesses
I thought it wasn’t deep seated but I stand corrected
The passion that’s embedded in me holding leverage
It’s for the differ if I’m ever begging
The high’s and low’s ain’t regulated, I’m being tested
Ain’t no cushion If I’m falling victim to pressure
Let it work through me, if it’s me myself and I
That’s group therapy. The things you learn
When you forced to be what you need
What don’t kill ya will make you stronger
What don’t kill a will come back to catch you slipping
In the long run, I’m too aware. Color blind to red flags
I’m still owning fears what a time to get pass em
Note to self, get out your way and get in your bag
Think the about the free-wheeling not what if you crash
I mean eventually we do, but it’s not about the crash
It’s about what you turn it to, cuz everything got it’s place
Faith don’t fall out the blue
I been digging deep I’m getting to the root
What’s living in my head ain’t always true
But I guard everything, I guard everything
Spitting out blood from biting my tongue
What a time to find the words I been lost for
Them same words had talked me up out a cross road
My thoughts fold, shit get awful I beat it though
Watching what I pour into, some shit might overflow
Overkill from overloads, bro I know the drill
Pain reshaping my reality, make time to feel
Protocol when I go face the mess. I ask God for strength
He know i’ll figure out the rest. I made the bed for the cases
That I got to rest. Niggas empty as they promises, I’m falling back
Get shit in order until the tonе was set
It’s for the best. I see thе plot getting thick as my skin
I tame the stress, the benefits of having freedom to fail with no regrets
I got promises I broke with myself, I piece em back
Faith don’t fall out the blue
I been digging deep I’m getting to the root
What’s living in my head ain’t always true
But I guard everything, I guard everything
Sometimes it’s certainty, sometimes it’s second guesses
I thought it wasn’t deep seated but I stand corrected
The passion that’s embedded in me holding leverage
It’s for the differ if I’m ever begging
The high’s and low’s ain’t regulated, I’m being tested
Ain’t no cushion If I’m falling victim to pressure
Let it work through me, if it’s me myself and I
That’s group therapy. The things you learn
When you forced to be what you need
What don’t kill ya will make you stronger
What don’t kill a will come back to catch you slipping
In the long run, I’m too aware. Color blind to red flags
I’m still owning fears what a time to get pass em
Note to self, get out your way and get in your bag
Think the about the free-wheeling not what if you crash
I mean eventually we do, but it’s not about the crash
It’s about what you turn it to, cuz everything got it’s place
Faith don’t fall out the blue
I been digging deep I’m getting to the root
What’s living in my head ain’t always true
But I guard everything, I guard everything