Ledger of Scars - Sample Solo

west coast rap, g-funk revival, west coast bounce

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[INTRO]
(They never tell you the price tag...)
Yeah.
RyFi on the flip.
We taking the scars to the coast.
Let's bounce.

[VERSE 1]
I used to think that growing up was free
Just a simple turning of the leaves upon the tree
But nobody told me that the classroom was a fire
Every single lesson that I learned required a wire
To stitch up a boundary that I let a snake break
To pay for the massive, blinding errors that I'd make
Yeah, I traded my innocence for a handful of sight
Spent ten years of peace just to win one night.
Now I look at the layout, look at the design
I can spot a fake friend from the end of the line.

[PRE-CHORUS]
[MAIN VOICE] Now I sit in the quiet, looking at the stone
[SAMPLE LOOP — Chopped Dikanda chant] *(Jano... jano... ja-ja-jano...)*
[MAIN VOICE] It's a beautiful palace but I'm sitting here alone
[MAIN VOICE] Yeah, the clarity is blinding, the vision is clean
[MAIN VOICE] But it's the costliest damn thing that I have ever seen.

[HOOK]
Oh, the expensive cost of wisdom in the chest!
You gotta lose the war just to pass the test!
Every scar is a ledger, every teardrop is gold
Selling off your youth just to get a little old
Yeah, I know the truth now, I see through the bars
But I paid for the wisdom with a ledger of scars!
(Bounce to it... yeah... ledger of scars.)

[VERSE 2]
You want the intuition? Gotta walk through the trap
Gotta let 'em rewrite every border on your map
Gotta lose a few friends you thought would stay until the grey
Watch the illusions evaporate and slowly drift away.
I miss the sweet blindness of the boy that I was
Before I learned the heavy math of everything life does
But I'm a grown man now, got my hand on the wheel
Don't care about the hollow or the way that they feel
I just stack up the currency of lessons I bought
And keep it rolling through the city, dodging every afterthought.

[PRE-CHORUS]
[MAIN VOICE] Now I sit in the quiet, looking at the stone
[SAMPLE LOOP] *(Jano... jano... ja-ja-jano...)*
[MAIN VOICE] It's a beautiful palace but I'm sitting here alone
[MAIN VOICE] Yeah, the clarity is blinding, the vision is clean
[MAIN VOICE] But it's the costliest damn thing that I have ever seen.
[Beat builds up with a fast snare roll]
Turn it up.

[BRIDGE]
(Kamana... sha-vvi-lo... da-la-ma-ne...)
[Main Voice speaks over the looping, filtered violin sample]
Wisdom doesn't make you happy.
It just makes you right.
And being right is a lonely way to spend the night.
Drop the top.

[FINAL HOOK]
Oh, the expensive cost of wisdom in the chest! (
You gotta lose the war just to pass the test!
Every scar is a ledger, every teardrop is gold
Selling off your youth just to get a little old
Yeah, I know the truth now, I see through the bars
But I paid for the wisdom with a ledger of scars!

[OUTRO]
Close the book.
West Coast.
Next square.
*(Jano...)*

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[INTRO] (They never tell you the price tag...) Yeah. RyFi on the flip. We taking the scars to the coast. Let's bounce. [VERSE 1] I used to think that growing up was free Just a simple turning of the leaves upon the tree But nobody told me that the classroom was a fire Every single lesson that I learned required a wire To stitch up a boundary that I let a snake break To pay for the massive, blinding errors that I'd make Yeah, I traded my innocence for a handful of sight Spent ten years of peace just to win one night. Now I look at the layout, look at the design I can spot a fake friend from the end of the line. [PRE-CHORUS] [MAIN VOICE] Now I sit in the quiet, looking at the stone [SAMPLE LOOP — Chopped Dikanda chant] *(Jano... jano... ja-ja-jano...)* [MAIN VOICE] It's a beautiful palace but I'm sitting here alone [MAIN VOICE] Yeah, the clarity is blinding, the vision is clean [MAIN VOICE] But it's the costliest damn thing that I have ever seen. [HOOK] Oh, the expensive cost of wisdom in the chest! You gotta lose the war just to pass the test! Every scar is a ledger, every teardrop is gold Selling off your youth just to get a little old Yeah, I know the truth now, I see through the bars But I paid for the wisdom with a ledger of scars! (Bounce to it... yeah... ledger of scars.) [VERSE 2] You want the intuition? Gotta walk through the trap Gotta let 'em rewrite every border on your map Gotta lose a few friends you thought would stay until the grey Watch the illusions evaporate and slowly drift away. I miss the sweet blindness of the boy that I was Before I learned the heavy math of everything life does But I'm a grown man now, got my hand on the wheel Don't care about the hollow or the way that they feel I just stack up the currency of lessons I bought And keep it rolling through the city, dodging every afterthought. [PRE-CHORUS] [MAIN VOICE] Now I sit in the quiet, looking at the stone [SAMPLE LOOP] *(Jano... jano... ja-ja-jano...)* [MAIN VOICE] It's a beautiful palace but I'm sitting here alone [MAIN VOICE] Yeah, the clarity is blinding, the vision is clean [MAIN VOICE] But it's the costliest damn thing that I have ever seen. [Beat builds up with a fast snare roll] Turn it up. [HOOK] Oh, the expensive cost of wisdom in the chest! You gotta lose the war just to pass the test! Every scar is a ledger, every teardrop is gold Selling off your youth just to get a little old Yeah, I know the truth now, I see through the bars But I paid for the wisdom with a ledger of scars! [BRIDGE] (Kamana... sha-vvi-lo... da-la-ma-ne...) [Main Voice speaks over the looping, filtered violin sample] Wisdom doesn't make you happy. It just makes you right. And being right is a lonely way to spend the night. Drop the top. [FINAL HOOK] Oh, the expensive cost of wisdom in the chest! ( You gotta lose the war just to pass the test! Every scar is a ledger, every teardrop is gold Selling off your youth just to get a little old Yeah, I know the truth now, I see through the bars But I paid for the wisdom with a ledger of scars! [OUTRO] Close the book. West Coast. Next square. *(Jano...)*

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