I've seen you change a lot you seen me grow up
From when my flow sucked threw shows but no one showed up
And so what you still had my back through the rain
It's crazy when I think about the change insane and lately
They show me love so when I spit I represent you
The 2-0, through gowe 6'ing instrumentals
Killing any beat in itself, I'm speaking
Myself so when the heat peeks I'm keeping it seeking for help
You light my eyes up when the night falls
So I slow down on I-5 to get a better picture
You're so pretty
I could leave but I would miss ya
And to breathe in the sea is where the air is never crisper
I've seen people leave but I'm a stand right here
So if the spotlight shines
You're gonna be right there
But tell me if I had no rhythm or flow
Would you still have a place in the city for gowe

[Hook:]
If I couldn't paint a picture with my words,
Or bring you bright lights with a stage
Would you still love me? Would you still love me?
If I couldn't fly around to all the different towns
And represent you with my sound
Would you still love me? Would you still love me?

I had a passion to write the pen was glued to my hand
When I was writing these poems they were forming a band
Alone did I stand my dreams still intact all the times
I was smacked for even mentioning rap
Now my folks love it and they just came to a show
They don't catch all of the words but they applaud for gowe
And as a son, that brings a big smile to my face
So When I'm done I'll leave the bright lights of the stage and recline
Reminisce on the times like my first battle At the Nippon kan theatre
I lost that one Or my first out of state gig
But we still rocked it, and it's for the love of the art
And a rest in peace goes out to the dearly depart
So I bump biggie smalls one of the best emcees
While I zone out at my spot as I reflect on me

[Hook:]
If I couldn't paint a picture with my words,
Or bring you bright lights with a stage
Would you still love me? Would you still love me?
If I couldn't fly around to all the different towns
And represent you with my sound
Would you still love me? Would you still love me?

I used to sit at this bench and just write rhymes
So I could see the city lights and memorize the skylines
So when I closed my eyes
I would see without seeing you
It was beautiful the nights were so colorful
And now that I've grown up I return to the spot
And take a seat on this bench you got me thinking a lot
About the past and the present and
Whether not I was destined
Or is it really a question will I compromise in my message?
Never, you also told me that my rhymes were too hard
That it was a bit complex and so I took it to heart
Now my parts are more friendly extending my hand
Not as abstract as then so we can both understand
See you relate to my words cause I experience you
Not to mention we been close since the days of my youth
So regardless of where I flew or might travel around
Where there's Gowe there'll also be Seattle my town

[Hook: x2]
If I couldn't paint a picture with my words,
Or bring you bright lights with a stage
Would you still love me? Would you still love me?
If I couldn't fly around to all the different towns
And represent you with my sound
Would you still love me? Would you still love me?