What I'm Living For

by Yamin Semali

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from the upcoming LP, "Yamin"
(dedicated to my Mema, Delores "Dewbaby" Glenn)

VIDEO AT youtube.com/yaminsemalimusic

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released 02 February 2012
produced by Yamin Semali
artwork by Will Feagins, Jr. for High Impact Multimedia

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Clan Destined producer/emcee, DJ AmDex, live from Southwest ATL, known to you artistically as Yamin Semali. Stay tuned for the debut LP dropping in 2012.

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Track Name: What I'm Living For (MAIN/CLEAN)
Chorus

If I had everything I would still want more
Money in the bank, I'd still feel poor
Dying just to take what you can't from a store
That's what I'm living for

And I'mma give you mine but you gotta give me yours
Cuz if I never said it before

I need your love (x2)

Verse 1:

Can you imagine Yamin slammin' Cadillac doors?
Dubs like the King put my shoulders to the sword
Mechanic how I lift up my hood mayne
Whippin woodgrain and I know it's all owed to the Lord
ATL on my back, I need a chosen award
Cuz it's a lie to say my heart was never broken before
But you Drew me like Charles and it's open for more
So all we gotta do is make this love potion and pour cuz

Chorus

Verse 2:

But see these broads want the Rod
But most get the Lavers
Cuz it's not enough parties for all of ya'll favors
You could get the wood, but if it's for the paper
She should work for the mill, for your bread be the baker
What's a tree hugger but a freak of nature, Rising
Money ain't make you happy, it ain't surprising
But cry not, cuz even the sly fox, all-seeing cyclops needs an eye drop, saying...

Chorus

Verse 3:

And it feels so good cuz I never had to purchase it,
The spirit comes innate with it, others be inert with it,
Atlanta keeps on making it and Durham keeps on birthing it
Cuz merchandise minus that priceless work's worthlessness,
This earthy chick, asked me why I cut my locs,
I said cuz it's probably reminding me of the time's clock
Set in stone,
They say we gonna blow, the bomb tick's the metronome,
You never know when it might stop
The crucial conflict's after the last tick,
We the last match stick in batch, yo that's it
So I'm burning dollars for heat, and all my receipts
Without the love, no material can make me complete cuz

Chorus
Track Name: What I'm Living For (ACAPELLA)
Chorus

If I had everything I would still want more
Money in the bank, I'd still feel poor
Dying just to take what you can't from a store
That's what I'm living for

And I'mma give you mine but you gotta give me yours
Cuz if I never said it before

I need your love (x2)

Verse 1:

Can you imagine Yamin slammin' Cadillac doors?
Dubs like the King put my shoulders to the sword
Mechanic how I lift up my hood mayne
Whippin woodgrain and I know it's all owed to the Lord
ATL on my back, I need a chosen award
Cuz it's a lie to say my heart was never broken before
But you Drew me like Charles and it's open for more
So all we gotta do is make this love potion and pour cuz

Chorus

Verse 2:

But see these broads want the Rod
But most get the Lavers
Cuz it's not enough parties for all of ya'll favors
You could get the wood, but if it's for the paper
She should work for the mill, for your bread be the baker
What's a tree hugger but a freak of nature, Rising
Money ain't make you happy, it ain't surprising
But cry not, cuz even the sly fox, all-seeing cyclops needs an eye drop, saying...

Chorus

Verse 3:

And it feels so good cuz I never had to purchase it,
The spirit comes innate with it, others be inert with it,
Atlanta keeps on making it and Durham keeps on birthing it
Cuz merchandise minus that priceless work's worthlessness,
This earthy chick, asked me why I cut my locs,
I said cuz it's probably reminding me of the time's clock
Set in stone,
They say we gonna blow, the bomb tick's the metronome,
You never know when it might stop
The crucial conflict's after the last tick,
We the last match stick in batch, yo that's it
So I'm burning dollars for heat, and all my receipts
Without the love, no material can make me complete cuz

Chorus