the troubles that come with success
Touch my soul as I pour my heart in distress
I grew up with everything, I should feel blessed
Compared to they, those who came up with less
I'm writing rhymes without a beat, my story, once upon a time
And if you understand, know...
I'd like to know you hold my hand,
but I look out and see the sword
that rules this Promised Land.
I'd like to think you'll hold me, Lord;
I'd like to feel you stand with me,
but I look out and hear the Word
used as an enemy.
I'd like to know you have me, Lord,
once more, explaining,
knowing I'm not really raining
on this little mess,
but still, I'm only in training.
is it my intention to confuse?
I hope not! I'd like to amuse.
that's really my thing
because I can't sing.
it's a game without win or lose.
As I struggle with these drooping eyes.
The sun has sprung up without warning,
And taken me by dazzling surprise.
I hadn't quite realized the hour,
Though I knew it was getting quite late,
But the day, like an unfolding flower,
Bloomed forth and soon set me straight...
so I was still awake
Thinking about eating some red velvet cake
But too bad I had a stomach ache
From digesting all of my countless mistakes
Yep my life is just an huge enigma
From my height to my eye with a stigma
Words are powerful like knuckles the echidna
But can't use it...
why not continue delaying
the inevitable end
of all you pretend
to those you don't think you're betraying?
they're not worried about you.
they have better things they can do,
like taking themselves
down from the shelves,
and shaking one off in the loo.
And interrupted fish at school.
They turned their tails and swam away
To find another place to play.
The water rippled in its place,
But ripples leave without a trace.
The stone hits bottom, lying still,
As though it has some time to kill.
The fish return, retake the spot...
Treating us like we are a bunch of pushovers
Now the triple M gave France a changeover
To prepare us for the hostile takeover
Wearing masks just to intimidate
But I know I'm in good hands call it allstate
Fighting as a warrior when things escalate
Protecting Richmond cause...
span time,travel in and out of space, esoteric mind inertwind with every organisem ever made, it never ends its a cycle when you die you will reach a higher stage,the universus ebb and flow,black holes devour and create, been trough hades met osiris, living virus prophecised by...
im an ill rhymer.youngster with an older mind i.let the beat run.then my flow is fluid.on my block i am the new kid.when i spit lyrics.people either are amazed or they call me weird and stupid.but i continue through it.coz its a gift i got.tha curse is the fact i never know when...
to stand up cause I'm tired of falling
Always clearing my head but I'm not balding
Feeling like the G.O.A.T cause I'm always balling
Whether it's money wise or on the court
Frequently I blow off steam without a Newport
People have no heart because I'm Kevin short
But I wouldn't...
spy you from a place where you do not know, everywhere you go I will follow, I'm super creepy and I only role solo, besides watching you I will also take your photos, if you look at me I will munch you like a taco, I wear shades all the time and I look like Johnny Bravo, if you...
but never lie for you
I'm too shy for you
Why bother trying for you?
I'm just a fly for you
Annoying but something worth flying to
And you might love me too only if you would let me smile to you
Childish but I'm worth fighting to
for shots, everybody over here talking now
I drank like five shots, no turning back now
SQuad wrote It all down, got a record label for the sound
Party all night did like five shots then took another round
Smoking on a Friday night, heads caught up in the clouds...
no commercials, and I like that fine.
by night or by day,
whenever I may,
but it's darkening parts of my mind.
the killers are many and bold,
from today back to days very old.
so, keep your head down,
when you're out on the town;
these people are all very cold...
first myself.then lyrically.somethin flows through me . spiritually i am a portal. &a meer mortal.a man who can spit lyrics i ain't yet even thought of. i kinda sort of switch my mind off. let tha words caskade from my lips they seem to drip&drop off.i can't ever quit coz as soon...
such mania and drive
since my residence days, in nineteen sixty-five.
back then it was all broken heart;
this time it's a non-smoking start.
either way, it makes me feel more alive.
I wish I could turn it off and on;
it's something I can't depend upon.
but life just isn't like...
I rolled a fattie late last night
and then went looking for a light.
I looked in all the usual spots;
I looked and looked till I saw dots,
my lighters lost, my matches burned,
another lesson harshly learned.
but then a miracle occurred,
and I don't often use the word,
when the gunpowder sparks thats when missles catch speed, wont stop till its mission complete, wont stop this is freedom of speech.i expose they deceive, with more bloodshed then the normandian beach,so listen to the lessons i teach,fack a presidents speech,wont stop till yall...
as I felt the might of bisons through me
And the ice in eyes when they try describe to me
Don't try to fight I'd like to rise I guess the sky looks roomy
I slice and dice my life like it's disguised haloumi
Truth will try but truth will frighten so lies are blooming
"read our good book," some would say.
"elders," say some others,
"or perhaps just follow your mothers."
I say, "find some healthy play."
you can't just sit on your ***
and watch as the hours slowly pass.
it's not good for your body;
pretty soon you'll be noddy,
loves you with a gangster kiss.
the fact that we will all be dead
is something that need not be said,
for life is but a one-way street
no matter how you plant your feet.
it pushes you toward the end
then tries to pull you back again.
no future and no past endure;
the present is...
rhythm in my head don't need to rehearse
Family says I'm blessed but I feel cursed
Life is a witch or Satan whichever comes first
Sad that every where I go I'm joked
Always saying something to get me provoked
But at the end of the day that person is broke
When his girl has a...
even if you was cain, you cant back me up like when your harddrives erased,i cant be killed by guillotine or even firing squads, cuz i got the brain power to telekineticly tear there rifles appart,one lyrical verse will make the wisest scholar feel so smart,move so fast your...
when I was locked up.. It's pretty ghetto lmao but y'All already know bout me.Group HomeTo another ******* treatment facilityA ****** way to live my lifefriend's house to friend's house -Losing the friend everytimekicked out of here,banned from there-getting stabbed on the...
part in the worlds rituals
Cant get ahead the struggle is unbelievable
Satanic worshiping being spewed by the masses
The industry is full of em
Thanking God for their talent(less) blasphemy
And you suckers just lemmings giving demons amnesty
Wake up Spread...