Beautiful Work

Lyrics: Stan Robinson/Orion-Song Lewis/Dylan Dagdag Music: Dylan Dagdag I'm writing 'till the sun go down and I'm writing for myself now I write 'till there's nothing left See all my people see the bright of day And that's just what it comes to Even if my words don't reach you I'm painting my beautiful, beautiful work Verse 1 This is more than work for ? Or something to impress a girl you admire This is work to inspire Eternal work, this kinda work don't expire But the world feel dyed, this kinda learning's required This is, water when your soul's on fire Deeper than the ? What's a reason and experience you most inquired? How he thought it from the dirt but then he rosе to ? But I digress, the art of working something to bе whole Listen now, ? driven before I hit the road Most wanted getting gold 'fore they ever reach they goals Get the fly, can't reach the destination that you chose I suppose, I'm a dreamer and so what if an anomaly? Oddity that knows that only listing the wannabes Told my big sis from day one, that I was gonna be doing bodily harm to every beat they put in front of me Now I'm... I'm writing 'till the sun go down and I'm writing for myself now I write 'till there's nothing left See all my people see the bright of day And that's just what it comes to Even if my words don't reach you I'm painting my beautiful, beautiful work Verse 2 Did it for me, I pray that it benefits you Rigorously I trained till my brain, it withdrew Literally in pain but I took it and grew Turn ? now look what I drew Portrait of a man forced to stand without an easel Any circumstance stood taller than a steeple With little in his hand but ? in his heart Help him to make it smart, went from feeble to regal Tryna share the joy that inspired me But it's hard to hear your voice when the choir sings Found what made me unique, and brought to my own beat But our team filled our void with a harmony Music's a pharmacy and I'ma be your drug of choice So enjoy this dopeness, opium as an opus Got you open like lotus, flowers in midsummer? So if you don't hear from us Remember that I'm writing 'till the sun go down and I'm writing for myself now Fighting 'till I'm outta breath At war, hella people hurt no more And that's just what it comes to Even if my words don't reach you I'm painting my beautiful, beautiful work