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Im not new to Son Of Ran especially after he killed his first album (Tribute to sky city) mostly produced by Freddie Joachim. This is a feel-soul song produced by Lerrie. I even got the lyrics :

Dear Music,

First of all I don’t know how I’m doin this
with lyrics in the spirit
I did my best to use it
and the truth is,
I just ain’t got nothing else to prove
cause I knew that I was sent to spark a movement.

now I feel I’m at a point on this XY
graph in my life
where the dreams intersect by
the passin of time
and it seems to reflect
I, have seen a sign
am I done if the tracks
be the last thing in mind

to you I used to run for
a little satisfaction
relaxed and never trippin
wit the planet on its axis
plus the fact you was
a bit of a distraction
who else could understand
when son of ran skipped the class

and a matchstick struck
upon my very first square
swear i prepared
enough to carry words where
it wasn’t bright
and people couldn’t navigate the night
so i stayed awake to write
cause we had to make it
right?

I can’t imagine who would I be
if I didn’t change,
still remained illuminati when i rip the stage,
kids’ll probably anticipate
sit and wait
i hate to say that
but it’s time to flip the page

[hook 1]

cause i’m done with the game
i’m done with the rhyme
and i’m done tryna wait
for my salary to change
if my daughter would’ve came
and i provided for my wife
you mighta never seen the month
when he would disconnect the mic

but then I’m done for the day
i’m aimin for the night
when i could take a look and say
my baby situated tight
if my son would’ve came
and i provided for my wife
he wouldn’t disconnect the mic…

Dear Music…

[Verse 2]

there ain’t nothin in my veins but the blood of a worker
God at my side and a love that I could turn too
tryna keep it straight,
that curve – it dont concern us
cause we already know what we’re in search of,

purpose…

in this apartment,
i had play it smart since,
we ran the gauntlet of strugglin and hardship
don’t want nobody second guessin where my heart went,
i tried to guard the border sorta like my yard fence,

but if the moon sets
beside the sun rise
i’ll be the first to hollar at em like whattup sky
that might inspire me pick it up but some times
even commuters in my city can’t bust lines

there comes a time
when conditions in your life hit a switch
the driftin of the winds begin to shift
and for now i gotta follow with
the flippin of the script,
so Im out yours truly,
the illest of the bricks

[hook 2]

cause i’m done with the game
i’m done with the rhyme
and i’m done tryna wait
for my salary to change
if my daughter would’ve came
and i provided for my wife
you mighta never seen the month
when he would disconnect the mic

but I’m done for the day
i’m aimin for the night
when i could take a look and say
my baby situated tight
if my son would’ve came
and i provided for my wife
he wouldn’t disconnect the mic…
Dear Music

[outro hook]

cause i’m done with the phrase
i’m done with the lines
and i’m done tryna wait
for the salary to change
if my daughter would’ve came
and i provided for my wife
you mighta never seen the month
when he would disconnect the mic..

but then i’m done with this pay,
I’m aimin for the type
when I could take a look and say
my baby situated tight
if my son would’ve came
and i provided for my wife
he wouldn’t disconnect the mic

Dear Music…