Lyrics

Upwards Mobility by C. Abrokwah (Thaahum)
Copywrite 2003

VERSE 1

Excuse me as I interject
And remove stop payment on y?all reality check,
My bad-hope you not too upset,
That I moved from the typical shit you?d expect-
From this song, but that?s my point all along,
If I don?t want to follow the rest, am I wrong?
To come and spit a few, unstuck the glue,
Do what I do, and bring ya?ll lyrics a new.
Balance it out, smooth sail sanding it out,
Overcome the negative and work the challenges out,
Figure it out, no time for a limiting route,
Once the sky?s reached, that?s the minimum route,
Gifts for the whole world, from the cosmos,
Gonna do it all the way, no time for almost.
Don?t stop the grind, the limit ain?t the sky,
Even when you at that point you still climb.

CHORUS
Real heads don?t trend set, they transcend,
Today?s the first day of the rest of your life, let?s being,
Free your mind form what you know, then and only then,
You can get what your without, by using what?s within

VERSE 2

Was happy go lucky, thought I had it all won when I was young,
?Till I was forced to overcome,
A sheltered suburb kid who grew too slow,
Between 20 and 22 years old, it overflowed.
A breakup and a custody case,
Caught at sea with my kid used at bait,
Two edges not to be how most men think,
Got an overactive paternal instinct,
But felt frustrated, upset, and confused,
When outside situations kept it from being used.
A cold harsh world, make sure you button up.
Stay grounded and don?t let nothing up.
When it piles up, and you like aww fuck,
Make sure them niggas can?t call your bluff,
Like ?tough enough? stay pokerfaced when shit get?s rough,
Never let them see your trip, just chill in the cut-what.

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE 3

The ill shit so the self created illness,
Can cease to stillness, we got to heal this,
Or else we?ll kill this, we can?t will this,
You don?t like the movie then change the reel quick,
Or real quick, we?ll start to get real sick,
Get out of fantasy and deal with real shit,
Say it?s all good, but don?t know bad life,
You don?t have life, it?s just a half life,
Physical?s equation without the math right,
Explaining a point only being half right,
Bump stereotypical ideas,
Without the idea the stereotype disappears,
Emotional punches meant to cut your grill,
How the fuck someone gonna tell you what to feel?
I never neglect, what?s inside and direct,
Search yourself for what to except or reject-holla!

REPEAT CHORUS




More info on me (due to the word limitation in the "bio" section: You can check out 2 online features of me at these links
http://www.grind-mode.com/thaahum.htm
http://www.insomniacmagazine.com/albums.htm

I also write poetry and one of my poems have been selected by the International Library of Poetry (poetry.com) to be published in a book comming out next year. One of my songs, "Last Stance" is featured on a compilation CD called Ditry South Ballin' (http://stores.ebay.com/JLM-CDs-and-DVDs), and can be purchashed at any Wharehouse. ALL SONGS CAN BE SENT TV/RADIO READY UPON REQUEST!