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untitled (soon 2 be audio)
http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=195970
Hook: Breaking us is one of His goals we need stay strong// This world is God’s complex game we need to play on// Bring out our faith and sing to same song// And not need a late one to realize that hate’s wrong// (repeat) Verse 1: When I die, I wanna know that fate was by my side// And if I go young, I wasn’t meant to make it alive// My vision was destroyed like a blade through an eye// Seeing peace was just meant to desist and decease// Never looking back and wondering how to make it better// Our world is taking our light like breaking a feather// We can’t fly without our wings what are we supposed to do?// Destroy all those who seem to be opposed to you?// Cause that’s what we’re doing now, waiting for the right time// To strike signs of resentment hoping that we might find// The solution to intrusions by nuisances, but an illusion is// Strong; especially when we’re wrong and now denial is vile// In our lives, now confession only comes after the violent sounds// When the guns are loud, there’s no use in trying to hide it now// It’s as clear as the flags that a gang marks beside its ground// We need to make a change now, we can’t help lying in the ground// Hook Verse 2: Ive witnessed enough trials to last me the rest of my grandkids history// My soul is sold, as it lands to lift infinitely// To the sky or down to the core of the earth, itll land securely// Below or above my ashes all depending on if they bury me// Cremated ashes blow in the wind as those remember me// As a kind, gentle devil In which the lord was clever to free// But I comprehend it differently, according to me// theres a devil waiting at the bottom, contemplating your fate// When you commit sin, youll be degraded for its too late// to change, get rid of loathe, and just clean off your slate// Cause everybody got a story to tell that will lead you to hell// or heaven, so listen to my tale// We don’t always get we want or need, but it’s called life// It’s the art of surviving a world through all this strife// The internal war begging us to fall in the night// In order to make it, we have to use all our might// Hook Verse 3: If I go, and I haven’t changed what am I gonna say// If I get called upon on judgement day// God’s gonna see me as a wasteful disgrace// But when I’m faced with taint, I plan to paint a saint// With the graceful state as eagle flying// Above the clouds, denying the painful sounds// Of dying and crying mounds of humans// Whom retain incredible measures of acumen// But blinded with dangerous arrogance// And put into a daze with a daring trace// Hazed in a harrowing glance at the phase// That lacks care or consent to live// Tearing our hearts through kids// Whom stare at the parts we should rid// Of violence that leaves silence in homes// feedback and advice would be appreciated, also, if anyone knows of a title I could name this, that would also be appreciated. thank you :D |
can anyone give me some criticism?
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