mic like a memory
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I sign his space's with time existent blare
I hold the mic like a memory
[Deacon the Villan]
There was a time when I couldnt find energy
The only person that was feelin' me was Mrs. Hennesey
Ahh, its like life was pinnin' me down
You ain't gonna be a rapper, you not a factor
You just a kentucky boy, get yourself a tractor
Chasing out the bogus dreams that you never achieve
That's when the liquer and weed became a need
Self-esteem was about as low as ??
Asperations were about as big as Mertyl Ercle's titties
Then as soon as I started geeting some pride
My sister hydroplaned and died on I-65
In a family full of pride, house full of tears
Spent many years with a blood stream of beers
Heart full of fears all jeers, no cheers
Till the rhythm in my ears make my mind clear
[Chorus]x2
[Dj Kno]
Aiiyo, I hold the microphone enclosed in my palm
And go beyond the flows exposed in my songs
Can't grow fond of past memories
'cause negetivity leeds the way to live with vast energy
Offended by the mental imagery
And suggest livin' in poverty was really meant for me
Paternal tendencies towards chemical dependancies had me thinking that all
My enemies work into me
And I can't begin to see how to control the flash backs
And progress past, all my style of dress got me laughed at
Thought I was passed at
But it attemps to reoccur when I don't proceive wat I feel I deserve
Being slurred by those not livin' in my position,
My thoughts tend to glisten, Just like I'm kinda pissn'
And when I thought id risin', life freeze's the frame
So I hold the mic like a memory to ease th pain.
[Chorus]x2
[Kory Calico]
I sit back on the flip, on the wild paths in my life
Only pain and heartache can feel my paths on the right
You know wat blasphermy's like, cursing the god
Cause you ain't got shit it hurts and its hard
Hell at times I steped it up to only stumble
Was forced to play tarzan in this concrete jungle
Most of my life's a daze got me forever lighting haze
Trying to forget the times, where I barely ate twice a day
For, alone and helpless, so when I only felt the shame
Sharing a twin bed in a homeless shelter
Few friends even then, most hommies is fake
Feel like a prisoner in my home pencil my only escape
I went from the block with my fam, to collage exams
But the pressures still there
Dog, I'm still scared
But I know it will all be right in the end
As long as I can focus my fears and channel my life through my pen
The song "Mic Like a Memory" by Cunninlynguists is a powerful expression of the struggles that Deacon the Villan, DJ Kno, and Kory Calico went through as they pursued careers in music. The chorus of the song repeats the line "I hold the mic like a memory", which suggests that for these artists, the mic is a way to remember where they've been and what they've overcome. The song is divided into three verses, each of which tells a different story of struggle.
In the first verse, Deacon the Villan confesses that he struggled to find the energy to pursue his dreams of becoming a rapper. He was mocked by others who told him he would not succeed, and he turned to drugs and alcohol to cope with his low self-esteem. The tragic death of his sister changed his perspective, and he turned to music as a way to cope with his grief.
In the second verse, DJ Kno reflects on his own struggles with addiction and self-doubt. He was ridiculed for his style and his past, and he felt like his enemies were out to get him. He experienced flashbacks and struggled to control his negative thoughts. Holding the mic is a way for him to channel his pain and overcome his struggles.
In the third verse, Kory Calico shares his experiences of homelessness and poverty. He barely had enough to eat and felt like a prisoner in his own home. Writing music was his only escape from his struggles, and he eventually found success through his focus and hard work.
Through their shared struggles, the artists in this song demonstrate the power of music to heal and overcome adversity. The mic becomes a symbol of their memories and their triumphs.
Line by Line Meaning
[chorus]x2
The chorus repeats the line 'I hold the mic like a memory' as a representation of the pain and struggles that each artist has faced.
I sign his space's with time existent blare
The artist signs his mic, a symbol of his pain and struggle, with a loud and persistent sound, representing the impact of his struggles on his music.
There was a time when I couldnt find energy
The artist was once struggling with depression and a lack of motivation to pursue his dreams.
The only person that was feelin' me was Mrs. Hennesey
The only support the artist had was from Mrs. Hennesey, a metaphorical representation of alcohol, which he turned to as a coping mechanism.
Asperations were about as big as Mertyl Ercle's titties
The artist's aspirations were once extremely low, similar to the size of an elderly woman's breasts.
Till the rhythm in my ears make my mind clear
The artist found solace in music, which helped him overcome his struggles and find clarity in his life.
Can't grow fond of past memories
The artist is unable to hold onto past memories, which were often painful and negative.
Offended by the mental imagery
The artist is often affected by negative thoughts and memories, which can be debilitating to his mental health.
Thought I was passed at, but it attemps to reoccur
Despite feeling like he had moved on from his struggles, they still continue to haunt the artist and resurface from time to time.
I sit back on the flip, on the wild paths in my life
The artist reflects on the unpredictable and chaotic path his life has taken.
Only pain and heartache can feel my paths on the right
The artist's journey has been defined by pain and heartache, but he sees it as a necessary part of his growth and success.
But I know it will all be right in the end
Despite the struggles, the artist remains optimistic about his future and believes that everything will eventually work out.
As long as I can focus my fears and channel my life through my pen
The artist finds relief in music, which allows him to channel his emotions and express his struggles through his art.
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@beastieboy1020x
I spit down for these clowns to hold it up
Never had to struggle until i was old enough
Learned the world's secret until i was cold enough
All the lies ive been told when i was growin up
Preceiving the world with one eye shut
Other eye half open
you kno that i was chosen to be the next spoken
Word you never heard
I spit fire all over your turf
Call the fire department
While i disguise as an arson
Shootin everybody down like an advanced marksmen
Im so ill with these skills
I cud be killed for bein trill
@earthworm6661
Seriously, whoever made this beat should get the Nobel peace prize
@rufkwest3
Kno
@loyaltyabovealllawzco.lilw1232
It won a Nobel peace prize bud look it up
@myowngenesis
@loyalty above all lawz co. lil woodie wood fully deserved
@newunit18
Kno
@absentiabenertia5204
Cant believe kno quit rap
@tonntoomsalu3693
This song means so much to me. I remember when I was a teenager who didn't think about life, knowledge, philosophy or anything but after hearing that beat somehow I started to think about everything, reading books and wanting to know everything about life. I am always grateful for that!
@michaelsedgley3236
You don't miss the innocence of youth though? I know exactly what you mean but when I found out about life that's when the pain and melancholy started. We are born with 1 life yet me we live 2, the second life starts when we realise we only have 1 life.
@datguy6745
@Michael Sedgley i always knew i only had one life, but i never really wanted it.
I could appreciate small things, but this life wouldve been worth so much more in the hands of someone who appreciates it in its entirety.
personally i started questioning existence since my dad killed himself and i just couldnt understand why, and since teenage i just wanted to die myself.
But damn, now i have a crush on somebody that doesnt want me and still it improves life by 1000% knowing that she exists..
@edwinpalacios7367
I’ll be praying for you