“Make a Miracle Happen”

HOOK
She told me to “Make a miracle happen”
She told me to “Make a miracle happen”
She told me to “Make a miracle happen”
So what I do is I make miracles rappin (rappin)
She told me to “Make a miracle happen”
She told me to “Make a miracle happen”
She told me to “Make a miracle happen”
So what I do is I make miracles rappin (rappin)

Verse 1
My 5th lung surgery gave me a real thrashin
6 vertebrete and my chest nerve damaged
spent a year in bed my whole world crashin
who knew that this could happen - they told me no more rappin
a while later on a quick trip to manhattan
my girl Sassee and me we sat chit chattin
told her of my retirement how she reacted
changed me she met my eyes and then somethin happened
she grabbed and took me aside and then I imagine
she could seee my soul, she could see my path and
She said don’t let go - that’d be tragic
Cause the world gotta know you gotta come back and
tell them what you been through so just keep crackin
so eighteen months I been rehabbin
kept reachin out, and now I’m grabbin
after all the static – now I gotta have it back


Verse 2:
I told you to make a miracle happen
And what you did you made miracles rappin
Respect due you just wrote a new chapter
Follow your dreams and always go after
Skip, I felt your pain, saw your mind frame
I knew it was hard for you to maintain
You went from blowin up shows to bein lain
Just to breathe in air was like such a drain
Laid up for a year or more like a baby
Mentally you were still writing, now that’s crazy
Some thought you wouldn’t make it so they couldn’t take it
They didn’t care about the music and they didn’t fake it
I understood their fear, I knew how they felt
But I also know you like I knew myself
And as an artist, to stop is the hardest
And look at you now, doin it regardless

Verse 3:
And since then I been the lyrical captain captain
I been inflicted with a furious passion passion
adversity called on me this is my reaction,
headlinin shows my name poppin up in captions captions
woulda been much easier to sit at home
A lot simpler to put away the microphone
But I left it there hanging by my bedpost
To remind me every night was one more day close
To redeem myself and prove what I got to prove
4 years of my career is a lot to lose
I was stuck for so long, - I’ve gotten loose
gotta do everything I couldn’t do I gotta move
when it felt like everything had forsaken me
I clung hope from the ones who said they’d wait for me
That’s what made me work hard at re-creatin me
I think my darkest hour molded out the great in me