For my favorite angels, thank you for your guidance and lessons I learned through your words, and overall lives. I hope you hear this one!
lyrics
If I never make it to Heave, tell my Grandma I'll be there in a second.
And If I never make it to heaven, tell my Father I'll be there in a second.
And if i never make it to Heaven, go tell my Great Granddad I'll be there in a second.
Never been that close to the reverend, but got a sermon: can I please get a second?
If I never make it to Heaven, tell my Grandma I'll be there in a second.
(Magnus)
It ain't guaranteed that we gon ever see the Zenith, but a brotha be damned if we ever stop reaching. Never in denial, though the flow go back to Egypt. Make sure they go deaf to get heard for the verse. Prepared for the best, expect the worst; positive like my blood type. Know I'mma shine, even if my shot ugly like Bill Cartwright's. All about how you finish so sue me if I ain't start right.
If your opinion matters, then donald trump is a good guy!!
Lie for a laugh, like i've always been a dirtbag. Like I've always been a flirt, skrrt in the whip, flashing mad cash. Like i wasn't written off in the first second they saw me, then heard me put Mic's in the coffin, like when the doctor off'd him.
Tombstone piledrive my demons. I level up. Heaven knows I've been a heathen, but never been shallow, so I'mma go hop in the deep end.
Tryna help my people stay afloat in American Ocean. Only hoping, I get to see the revolution before I'm croaking.
Tall Task! And I'm only 5'11, but I'mma Porter Mayberry heights that they weren't expecting. Light they wanna be drenched it, but won't put forth the might it takes to get the lives they emulate. Who gon' set the record straight? I'mma get my point across like archery. Everything you want is for the taking: Don't go with the flow like arteries. Take it from a poet that used to hopeless till he started crafting an opus to connect every ocean.
I'm saying...
Mind wide open, so thankful it ain't been easy,
Guarantee half of y'all gon say the kid too preachy, but...
Never been that close to reverend, but got a sermon, can I please get a second? This a letter to my angels. Took your lessons and improved my angles. Making sure that your freedom's never strangled. Here to say thank you, In the only way I know how. Grammy or not, know that I'mma be here for a while. But looking down I pray this one just make you smile.
Looking down I pray this one just make you smile.
Arte Magnus: Living up to my name. ain't no giving up anyway.
We gon' get it all till the grave.
Ain't a thing we can take to the artlife, so make sure that you made your mark like a monument, never leaving their memory. Permanent ink my poetry. Tattoo my body of work with two words: Music History!
If I'm not the greatest then my kids will be, that's a given.
Making up for lost time, having fun with my mission,
Truly
It's just a letter to my angels
Thank you!
credits
from For Lost Time,
track released January 10, 2018
Prod. The Black Qwest
Arte Magnus is defining his version of Neo-Soul by blending rhythmic word-flow with both contemporary and 90s hip-hop
influences, with a hint of influence from prog metal and R&B.
He is inspiring audiences to be better friends, better lovers, better parents—better people. Music is a lifeforce. He is expressing raw emotion, finding the words to connect with listeners around the world. ...more
