SAGE MUSIC BOOK

Longitude and latitude, altitude or depths, moving around as points on a compass pointing either North, South, East or West, and it's been said that everything is all about real estate, even in neighborhoods never to be envied. It's no post code envy, the address where I reside. The people that makes up the community, and the rulers of the neighborhood.  Everybody's like caskets of champagne, waterproof iPhones, nightclubs, karaoke bars and lounges. Shopping malls and hotels, gold chains and dreadlocks. Selfies that show just how much self absorbed the new generations are and policing that's just almost as evil as the crime they are supposedly fighting. Hope is lost on the government, and representatives are mostly representing their own interests. My friends and we've cracked the code, we spend our minutes being natural, and every one who knows us know that we're fine with this, we didn't come for money. Luckily we aren'

"Royals" [Verse 1] I've never seen a diamond in the flesh I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies And I'm not proud of my address, In a torn-up town, no postcode envy But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room, We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece. Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash. We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair. And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood, That kind of luxe just ain't for us. We crave a different kind of buzz. Let me be your ruler (ruler), You can call me queen Bee And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule. Let me live that fantasy. [Verse 2] My friends and I—we've cracked the code. We count our dollars on the train to the party.

I can stay like here forever, I don't think I mind just being here. Time is but an illusion, but I've heard people say that it's been forever since they've been here, like it's such a bad luck being just here. Home is where the heart belongs. It's such a miracle to see a new dawn and look around to find you still here. I tried to not believe in love, I felt it meant always being together. I used to love waking up next to you, still would like to have that, the way my mind goes blank at the first sight of you beside me, like you were only permitted in my dreams. In your arms, I could feel forever. The world may never end until I'm long dead and forgotten, but for every second that I have life and every moment that I dream, I could stay right here forever in your arms. I want to wake up every morning and see your sweet face, your one cheek dimple and the scar in the middle of your cleavage. My everything, my first true love, I can still see f

The unknown will always remain a mystery for some, while for others it poses the ultimate challenge, curiosity pounding on the door of their thoughts, reluctant to leave well enough alone. Once upon a time, ambitions were like wishes and just because you wish it to be it becomes real. Choices made carefully, and wisdom shared equally. Weep not for what is lost, but forge ahead to discover that which is worth more. Let not your heart be troubled, in time it will all be nothing but a sad memory but without new treasures to fill the void it will be the most painful history, for what was lost began a genesis of sorrows so great that they age and multiply by each day gone by. Mistakes made can be corrected, sins committed can be forgiven, repentance is a gift only to those whom really are sober, while temptations remain still, and it's just a matter of how long before again we fall into sin, but for the present time seek not the damning past but the glory of a future unk

It's a different day everyday,but it's the same old routine. Wake up, get up, take a bath or not, move around or be anchored in one place. Pick up yesterday's struggle, have a sense of direction or get caught up in the insanity of the mind. When we finally overcome the overwhelming pressure of a life filled with obstacle courses, for a sense of momentary pleasure that expires too quickly. Owing everything to history, trying to leave a legacy that tells a tale of a life lived quite craftily. Hustling every day trying hard to be successful, but success is like a loose woman. The object of lust for almost every body, but still nobody can deny her charm, and the powerful attraction she wield. But all we have is our dreams, nobody else can see and most would never believe. Risk and chances, a game of wits, flirting with death at every turn, unknown what untold event is about to unfold. Realizing the present and appreciating the history that led to it's making. F