Father’s Day

(Listen to the tribute here) “Father’s Day”

Let me tell you a story about a boy
One who was focused on work instead of toys
When he was young he lost his mother
Finding himself leading his younger sister and brother

As he made it through school he met a young lady
They got married and were soon to have their first baby
Then it happened he was drafted into the military
Vietnam a controversial war, but he served honorably

His job was centered within the artillery
Where he thought everyday about his family
Focused on the task at hand he did his duty
Made it through his tour without major injury

When he was done he got to meet his first born
Holding his wife and daughter in his arms, no longer torn
He could move on from this hurdle to go forward
A few years later another daughter to look toward

His family was growing before his eyes
Holding them close as he continued to provide
Success came and his career was on the rise
Both children growing and continued love for his wife

Several years passed and the talks began
He wanted a son, so he discussed it with his wife and she was a fan
After much dialogue it was decided to go the route of adoption
He was excited as the process lead him to a new nation

Brazil was where the journey took he and his wife
Where they were about to acquire another child, another life
His family was complete as his children were three
Him and his wife continued their marriage, continued to lead

He was always there to support his family through thick and thin
Never did he second guess his Fatherly position
He lead not only by speech, but by action
His faith is great and heart is filled with compassion

This boy, this man, this wonderful example and support system
Has continued his sacrifice for the betterment of more than just his kin
I’m proud to have been able to witness even a portion of the life of this man
You see I’m a product of his story, I love you Dad


Dead Music

Sir Pure (Feat. TheJBKid) – “Dead Music”

1st Verse:
If I had a dime for every time
I heard a good mainstream track
I’d still be poor, they all just lack
No creativity, no depth, no shine

I’m left wonderin why
Why am I listenin to this
Why does this get a publicist
Why does this deserve millions

It appears as if they’re no longer artists
Just filled the scene with puppets
I can’t remember the last instance
In which, there was a full message

That could apply to the masses
That didn’t involve somethin selfish

2nd Verse:
Now I don’t claim perfection
Nor do I strive for it
One thing is for certain
And that’s knowin what’s legitimate

It isn’t this current mainstream
Much like our country
It isn’t what those before us
Worked so hard to build up

Yet here it is left layin on the table
The pulse fadin, needin resuscitation
Needin a fix, but are we able
Or is the industry too far in the wind

Don’t run to the TV
Think about the content that you’re hearing

3rd Verse:
Stuck bound in these chains
They’re enslaving your brain
With ruthless intent to formulate
An army against something great

You see there is plenty of quality
It’s just not present publicly
The best music is struggling
Underground bein made passionately

It ignores this conformity we see
Constantly from the new industry
Instead of focusin purely on money
It’s about emotion and real feeling

Educate yourself on the art
Mainstream music is nowhere to start

Coming Home

Sir Pure (Feat. Skylar Grey) – “Coming Home” (Remix)

It’s been a long year
Not a whole lot to cheer
But my vision now is ever so clear
Movin forward still without fear
It’s time to kick all this back into gear

Heaven is my home, this I know
But I’m still stuck in this crescendo
Might as well get to polishin my flow
Find a residence here in the studio
Ready or not here we go

So much to say I’m still breathin
Walkin this land tryin to introduce meanin
Cause of what it is I believe in
World changin so much I feel like an alien
Outcast now just cause I’m a Christian

I’m no better, I’m no worse, I have sin
The difference is I’ve been forgiven
I fell to my knees and repented
I wasn’t afraid to admit my mistakes
I wouldn’t be here without His blessing and grace

My heart still pumps blood
Air still has to enter my lungs
My mind still faces temptation
Eyes still see evil and hatred
And I’ve never been perfect in any situation

But here I am still just a human
Tryin to use the gifts I’ve been given
Stressed out, I know how you feel
Wonderin what to prepare as our next meal
I’ve found I need to dine in what’s real

My love for the Lord cannot be concealed
I’d rather be free than sign a record deal
That’s why you voted on my next release
Where it looks like I’ll tackle some controversy

I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know His kingdom awaits
And He’s forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming

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