Rough draft song

Not sure about the last verse tried to bring it back but may have made it worse I was going to post in my last thread but wanted it to be seen as a single piece, peace



Chorus (jazz style like olu dara in "bridging the gap"-nas


See Im from the east coast
I'm still young but it's getting old
The slopes are icy
The season mild
The old men tell me
Head west my child

(regular raping i guess the best way to describe would be em or ash roth just b/c im white)

I said no disrespect but I'm no child
While you've been in the gates
I've grown and gone wild
I spend my time in the park upin the stakes
Like Ribeyes and tender loin
Last season was going to be it till I pulled my groin
Muscle I need to escape the hustle and bustle
The crowded lift lines
And stop dodging gapers like land mines
I'm on a quest
To find the best
Mountain in the west
Rather than this hill that's got me like a snare trap
Next fall I'm going to get in my car
With my homies skis and a map
Head west to raise my personal bar
Up the ante while getting some pantie
Work all summer long and live in a slum
Jst so al wntr I can b a certified skibum

Chorus (olu dara again)

See I come from the east coast
It's what they call winter here
Not much snow but I'll make the most
Next year will be diferent

Hip hop reminds me of the drop
in before the park it's an oppritunity to make a mark
While you may wear a vest
 to protect your chest
I  require sleves
to keep out the cold breeze
while sittin on the lift lifted 
day dreaming of ill gifted
skiers that don't know my struggle 
they don't know what I have to juggle
don't what it means to choose 
between a job girlfriends ass
or this afterthought they call class 
haven't been there in a while (soft edited over existing voice)
this storm has willin
these inches have  me smillin
after the day I sit down
then frown
at what I was happy for 8 inches
had me but that's only pinches
 of what tahoe got
 no matter how rich you are
 weather can't be bought
I must head west
but not to be a guest
but a permient resident

(olu dara)
See I come from the east coast
What a trip it has been
Made it solo
Others don't share my desire


I feel Like Crocodile dundee
In the city out of place
But I  slay like ted bundey
I didn't travel just to waste
My potential
I fly solo but not so low
Rather than a soldier I'm a ninja
And these slopes are my dojo
Just like Austin powers
I bring my "A" game mojo
Where ever I may b alta or trump towers
I rock the tall tee down to my knee
Unlike the donald I try not to claim
It's hard but a wise man told me I'd just sound the same
I've learned many things thous far
Mostly about trusting people
Slowly as I achieve respect
I gain friends but with friends you can expect
Enimies and trouble
Some will fumble
On purpose just to make you look bad
Don't channel ur energy into being mad
Rather use it to analize and realize
What your surrondings are
Who your real peeps are
Who's got your back
And who wants your back
When you turn
Will they defend
Or steal what you've earned
I never give a 2nd chance
For it's only a 2nd oppritunity
For them to chose between your trust
And their lust
I've thought peeps were blood
But remember kane killed Abel
This isn't a fable
It's a map rather a guide
To make it in a new atmosphere with pride
While I'm on topic a shout out to slug
For the tools i needed
I pondered then proceeded
To alieve my stress
And achieve my dreams
It may seem that I'm off topic
But like heat and the tropic
There's always people to bring you down
Like ying and yang
Hiphop and skiing go hand in hand