Saturday, October 10, 2009

One in a million

i aint supposed to cry,
then why does water come to my eye,
everytime i think about I,
cant give up i cant die
i cant figure out my,
life,
i gotta keep going,
gotta be on the right side every morning,
i cant keep my self from ballin,
i can still get the ball in, cant get to callin,
i know its just one call, but i gotta give it one in all,
its not just a love thing,
its a wake up dove ring,
why am i awake all i wanna do dream,
but it seems,
its my motivation my whole rap scheme,
i need a beam or light,
and i just might fight,
get up out the cold,
feed off my own mold,
Lord,
why cant i just fold,
give up,
whats up,
up there but where?
gotta earn that light,
gotta use your only right fight,
and push on,
i will make to a new dawn,
i may be drawn,
to the good life,
leo va ton don,
900 channels babe whats on,
leather seats, about 5 speaks, so i cant blast my beats, and listen to my song,
i will do anything for a good life is that so wrong?




I tried i tried i tried, i wanna die, and yeah i lied
i cant continue to try,
waht about the baby? your didnt raise me lady and your crazy, i work for everything i got
my skills, no deals,
I'm Real
and i am a troop wit it
you can fight like me shit
everything i got,
its mine,
i can rhyme,
i was weak but with time,
i will call shots,
i bought my own socks,
200$ burned in the pipe where the fuck is all the food,
yeah im angry that just my mood,
i am insecure i know it fuck yoiu dude,
all i got is my pride and a girl,
which you took away from me,
i though you said you love me,
you dont know me
you dont know this moster see,
whatt about the love,
the white dove,
the happy life, i coulda had a wife,
my life in one person,
you kill me,
love was done,
i didnt give up,




holla to the streets mother fuckers whats up,
everynight i would lay, cry, pray and look up,
what the fuck,
it didnt work, god turned his back,
fuck impossible i come from it,
nobody coming from where i come from can do what i do,
cant go on attack,
be the best avoid smack,
fuck your nose fuck crack,
i work for my life, they love me yeah i might be a mac,
my head is in the ground i wanna make sound,
i was built to win but born hell bound,
nobody has found,
my skill,
i have developed by my self,
i want wealth,
you can afford the pride of greatness its years of hours,
i devour because i find power
and what if he killed him self,
could i live with the fact i ruined your life,
my wife,
my only love,
she keeps me alive in the dark,
when i aint got shit,
when all i wanna do is quit,
when i sit,
and pray for every bit,
that i got,
i will strive to be hott,
what i earned is all i got,
and you try to take it away from me,
i did it all my self i got scars look at my face fuckin SEE!
im me,
all i wanna be,
is happy,


fuck im done talking

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