Creatures Lie Here
Knox Hill Lyrics

Overcome some days with a shadow o' doubt
I have days where I struggle with doubt and insecurity.

I walk around in the graveyard so hollow and down
I feel lost and empty, like I'm wandering through a graveyard.

As I follow the sound o' the ones I lost - the ones not here
I'm haunted by the memory of the people I've lost and I can't find them.

I feel so ‘Divorced' and lost - cuz' I ‘Miss'
I feel like I've lost an important part of myself and I miss the people who are gone.

Every single one o' ya'll
I miss every single one of you who are no longer here.

And every year my resolution is to ball harder than Coach Carter and every one of his Daughters - I do it for them I do it for you I do it for me
I strive to succeed and work harder every year, not just for myself, but for those I've lost and for those still here rooting for me.

People wanna see how I'm ‘smooth' with the beats
People want to see how I flow smoothly on the beat.

Got a boulder on my shoulder - I don't do it with ease
I have a heavy burden to carry and I can't do this effortlessly.

I forgot all my manners I don't do it to please
I've lost my sense of manners and I don't do this just to please others.

‘Uhaul' for Einstein how I ‘move MC's'
I'm so good at rapping that I can move other MCs out of their spots.

Mama told me I'm a fighter -
My mother always taught me to be a fighter.

I guess that's why I'm ‘punchin' everytime that I'm writin - strike it
That's why I write with such intensity and passion, like I'm fighting with every word.

Merriweather leave a dent with a pencil
I leave my mark on the world, just like an artist leaves a dent with a pencil.

This beat's for the haters - they are ‘instrumental'
This rap is dedicated to all the people who doubt me and hate on me, because they actually help motivate me.

Monster - how should I feel
I feel like a monster, but I'm not sure if that's how I should feel.

Creatures Lie Here
I feel like I'm surrounded by creatures and monsters.

Looking through the window
I feel like I'm looking through a window, like I'm out of place and not a part of the world around me.

For my girl - you remember that night?
I'm talking to my ex-girlfriend and asking her if she remembers a specific night we had together.

It's funny how we ‘fall' like ‘November in a fight'
It's interesting how we can lose our love so quickly, like leaves falling from the trees in November.

You remember who was right? I was wrong
I'm admitting that I was wrong in our relationship, and she was right.

It's funny how I admit it now when you're gone
It's strange how I can only admit I was wrong now that she's no longer in my life.

And to my boy Nic man I'm sorry for the fall out
I'm apologizing to my friend Nic for our falling out.

I can't forget them times at the beach we would straight ball out
I remember the good times Nic and I had at the beach, just enjoying life.

And tell people we were cousins - but really you my brother
Nic and I were so close that we would pretend to be cousins, but really he was like a brother to me.

Actin like ‘cops' gettin ladies ‘under covers'
We would pretend to be cops just to impress girls and get them to come hang out with us.

Drivin mothers and they sisters so crazy
We would make the moms and sisters of the girls we were hanging out with crazy with our antics.

Like: "have you seen their fuckin boyfriends lately?"
They were questioning why their daughters/sisters were hanging out with guys like us.

Askin' where they daughters at wonder why they skippin class
They were worried that their daughters were skipping class to hang out with us.

Why they with his broke ass now they callin' him their baby?
They were questioning why their daughters were with guys like us who didn't have a lot of money or stability, but now calling them their significant others.

God damn how I miss you dude
I miss my friend Nic so much.

I know you up in heaven right now missin' me too
I know that Nic is in heaven and he misses me as well.

So pour that goose hope you feelin at peace
I'm raising a glass of Grey Goose to Nic, hoping that he's at peace in heaven.

Fuck that ‘monster' in my room ‘cuz I feel like a beast
I don't care about the monsters or demons in my life, because I feel strong and powerful like a beast.

I mean how show I feel man
I'm asking for advice on how I should feel.

If you saw what I saw everyday
If you saw the things I see and deal with every day.

I mean don't even know why I do it sometimes
Sometimes I don't even know why I continue to do what I do.

But fuck it
But I'm going to keep going anyway.

I'm tired o' payin these promters
I'm tired of paying promoters to get my music out there.

Who tell me to play when the pay is bogus
I don't want to perform when I'm not getting paid fairly for it.

There's no way to focus on what matters most:
I can't focus on what's most important because of all the distractions and financial struggles.

Entertainin' the crowd and attackin shows
I want to focus on entertaining my audiences and performing well.

When you tryna rap out with ya back exposed
When I'm trying to make it in the music industry, but I feel vulnerable and exposed.

When they pocket all the profit and ‘G's'
When the industry professionals and promoters are making all the money instead of the artists.

Promotional needs to studio fees
When I have to use all my money on promotion and studio time instead of other necessities in life.

It's like they're holdin' the keys - they got a hold o' the knees
It's like the industry is controlling my career and my life, and I can't do anything about it.

To my city man fuck that wear it's on
I'm done trying to impress my city or get their approval.

You wanna ‘run my town'? Get a number in the marathon
If you want to try and take over my town or my music scene, you better be prepared to put in the work and the time to do so.

From now on
From this moment forward.

I swear that I'm ‘wearin bombs'
I'm going to do everything in my power to make a difference and make my mark.

And I'ma ‘blow' on any motherfucka tellin me to "pay to play"
I'm going to speak out against anyone who tells me I have to pay to play or make it in the music industry.

When my budget is none - why the fuck you think I'm back to sellin drugs and bud - huh
When I'm broke and struggling to make a living, I may have to resort to selling drugs and marijuana again.

Cuz' ‘Love' wont pay to drop a rhyme in the Club
The love and passion I have for music won't pay my bills and won't get my music out there.

When my pen run outta ink I'ma sign that shit in bloood
Even when I'm running out of options or ideas, I'm not going to stop or give up on my music.

Motherfucker
A blunt expression of frustration and anger.