Wake Up from Actually Happening by DMLH

let me ask you to listen
to me rap with precision
interact with the rhythm
and the gift i was given, dig it

there's no intermission
if you miss it just remember
every moment that we're living
holds inside a new beginning

won't be impressed with myself
if i aint livin like i wont forget it
i choose to see it over every exit

im probly stressin my health
i make decisions like i wont regret it
and live to see it over every breakfast

i got to test it
when i notice there's a limit
chop my message up and fit it
to the width of your attention

I want to spread it
to the folks in an exquisite
offering inteded to
give for generations

How many chances are left?
all my questions have the same origin
im always dancing with the same volition

how can i answer myself?
Im only guesstion at the games objective
to keep on playing is my main intention



i wake up and begin it again
look around, see whats left of the dream i was in

I wake up and begin it again
it aint nothin if it isnt intense

I wake up and begin it again
hear the sound of the city letting me know it lives

i wake up and begin it again
it aint nothing if it isnt intense



I want to walk and talk
but im locked in the box
that I proped up atop whats
left of the good stock

im raised from the root
to behave absolutely
amazed when im blazed
off the good pot

glazed eyes late skies and my dates thighs

great nights make the space for some face time

waste the wine wake and bake hit the grapevine

face the shine shape the line while i paint time


words work birds chirp in the daylight

learn work earn dirt while you chase life

turn sure your worth is in yr pay, right?

i burn purps while my brain hits the bass line


tastes like an eighth of the haze to your face, right?

laced with the fragrance of fame under stage lights

a makeshift arrangement shaped by the days tide

paste up of vagrant tapes, its a strange ride!

i wake up and begin it again
look around, see whats left of the dream i was in

I wake up and begin it again
it aint nothin if it isnt intense

I wake up and begin it again
hear the sound of the city letting me know it lives

i wake up and begin it again
it aint nothing if it isnt intense

can you feel it in the center of your chest?

beats happening we have a dream

speak rap and sing eat laugh and drink

each gathering we throw gradually improves
we grow annually

its true, we all stand to be improved
who's gon manage me?

keep my mind from beliving its fantasy


my own plan can be a maddening hand dealt

my whole fam can see my habit for grand tales

i know i landed free on the planet to plant health

it grows naturaly expanding with chance help

I need some damn help, but would i use it?

so bent on livin i'm giving like we might all choose it.


cuz whats left when you've lost
any sense of adventure
chalked up regrets to your best years


its just then that you'll want some events to remember
and talk up your friends to the next ears


i wake up and begin it again
look around, see whats left of the dream i was in

I wake up and begin it again
it aint nothin if it isnt intense

I wake up and begin it again
hear the sound of the city letting me know it lives

i wake up and begin it again
it aint nothing if it isnt intense

• Actually Happening
• DMLH
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Honest Hip Hop
• Indie
• Joe Cyrus
• Portland Underground
• Rap
• Soul
• alternative hip-hop
• northwest hip hop
• poetry
• Portland