The Last One - Henry Taylor

This is the last one

When you hold your hands up and say, he was won

Not just a song on the end been tagged on

On this cd you’ll see me, no longer a phantom

Though id die for it, to be killing these mics

Doing it to death or I’m not doing it right

I can feel it building up somethings brewing inside

Is this only the beginning, or an ending in sight

Gazing at the stars when I’m looking up high

Use them as my inspiration and my archetype

Work hard like them all day and night

Doing what i need to do to touch the sky

So hold tight, as i blast off

The tops my mark as i pass all

Thinking out the box, smashed ceilings and glass walls

Back in box, underground, when i fall

I might not have the street credibility

But i know I’ve got the lyrical ability

As i show off my syllable agility

Cause when i go home I’ve usually only

Bin in for a minute and I’m sitting on the internet

Listening to lyrics and I’m studying the synonyms

Visualising everything, not settling for anything

Infected with viruses, I’m not taking my medicine

But metaphors and syllables i over dose on

Letters form so I can’t take a lower does of

Getting through my bars but i can’t they’re so strong

Won’t lower my bars I’m charged up like a proton

Same old song but the beat goes on

Shot gun striking upon like I’m riding upfront

Theres literally non, to whom id pass the baton

Yea, I’m the last one like I’m the champion

Obstacles I’m jumping

In this marathon I’m running

Pros and cons I’m judging

Whether is should do this dumb thing

Trying to be come king

But I’m holding on to something

Care to much what some think

Though that has never stopped me

Played this game in vain since age fourteen

Only thing i love more is my football team

Well obviously along with my family

Its weighing on my brain that i ain’t the same

So after telling you the tale of henry taylor

Maybe i feel less, like a failure

My enemy will never see my friendly nature

Working till i can’t be any greater

So hey to the haters

Awake until late till i say see you laters

This statement i making couldn’t get more blatant

Repeating myself but the breath isn’t wasted

Bridge

So I’m just saying

I’ve been waiting

So all of this patience

All the time I’ve been taking

On this music making

Yea I’m not doing it for you

Im doing it for me

Yea I’m working hard for it, sometimes i even starve for it

Opening up old wounds and baring my scars for it

Murdering the guards and breaking out the bars for it

Killer on the loose they’re sounding the alarms for him

So busy killing, walking round a ghost town

Spitting round so fast like man just slow down

I can’t I’m just me, more than a pronoun

And if you didn’t know bitch well you know now

Yea I’m cutting deep, to kill the industry

Fed up feeling weak but can rest in my sleep

Then maybe this is all a dream

Soon will be my reality

This art is an expression of every lesson I’ve been given

Aggressive adolescence turned into an obsession

Confessions of digressions turned into a profession

Not asking for forgiveness just asking that you listen

So are you listening to this narcissistic hypocrite

Who hates being selfish but only talks about himself in this

This album, i set fire to it like an arsonist

When i put it out, still ignited inside of it

On the precipice of loosing it like a crucifix

Taken from my neck and i threw it in the bin

Reborn atheist, so I’m asking who is this

Don’t recognise myself when I’m in the booth to spit

So I’m looking in the mirror think should i stay or wait

Thinking I’m a quitter till I’m feeling more than hate

Training to get fitter so i can give them hell all day

Painting the bigger picture like my self portrait

So who tells the truth, i must be the last one

Fed up of living life with this mask on

So I’m taking it off, yea man I’m revealing myself

And not just because its good for my health

Definitely this isn’t good for my wealth

Probably won’t get job after either.

ah well

I’m just sick of living life in stealth

Got things i need to say and story to tell

Finally an artist, now I’m making imagery

No painting making it vivid like a masterpiece

On this album I’m going you the all of me

Look at the cover its there for all to see

Bridge

So I’m just saying

I’ve been waiting

So all of this patience

All the time I’ve been taking

On this music I’ve been making

Yea I’m not doing it for you

Im doing it for me

(oh yeaaa

Oh yea

Oh yeaaa)

Im the Last One

Im the Last One