February 28, 2008
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I wake
And see darkness, waiten for the light
I know my demons patient so im waiting for a fight
They waiten jus to strike,but im phokused so I won’t miss em
Its kinda hard to see it like july wit christmas
Instant-ly
They be tempting me
My heart a jar full of scars
Every day its emptying
So why would I sleep even with a angel next to me
Knowing that moment would only get the best of me
Real love,smooth living,wish there was a recipe
The closest I see peace in the streets is on sesame
I guess that’s what happens when its materials things u in love wit
Nothin but a bushel of crabs in a bucket
Tryna make it out but they don’t realize
Its 1 against 1 that leads to they’re demise
If everybody stacked and worked together like a team
They’d be chillen instead of skwealing when they go against the steam
My lifes a bad barbor, I go against the grain
But its also a soldier cause it gos against the pain
I remember running rapid while feeling frozen in the rain
The spirit of fighter inside him only thing that kept him sane
I tell my brothers I love em and no its not in vain
But it hurts cause our relationship is no longer the same
I done changed,I know it,im moldin im growin
but still fly as the ozone and deeper than an ocean
But they real and understand my determination for paper chasin
So Instead of hate, they hold me down like a paperweight
If u think there are any better friends u dead wrong
Cause halfway around the world all I got is my headphones
My god and my gift, but lately I been loosin memories
Cause those I choose to remember seem not to remember me
Its understandable tho, I aint trippen
Cause when you waitin my tables best believe I aint tippen
I promise u lying sayin I aint piffen, or I aint hot
4 years I been at it and I aint stopped
I would get a lil cocky and say I aint flopped
But due to circumstances still I aint dropped
I aint pop,but damn right I been doin songs
Why not do a verse if it’ll make the movement strong
Oh Ofcourse the realist is where I try to keep it
The only heavyweight who’s miles are flyer frequent
I literally done shows aroun the globe
Made euros in plurals just by rappin with unknowns
Met the coolest dudes, and hottest chicks at worlds end
Homie had options from brazil to berlin
My friend, I don’t seen a lot although I used to be blind
Some say ima as*hole cause I used to be kind
I say it is what it is and I am what I am
U can judge me when im gone but now jus welcome back ya fam
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