behind tha scenes
 

U thinking Jus another angry teen, too tense Flipping at anyone he sees/
wit no sense of direction no future no dream, but it wasn’t all as it seems/
u could say a infection of attention seeking, not doing homework never sleeping/
unless in class when he cant be arsed to listen to tha teacher preaching/
not caring who or how he dissing, tearing der cool make sure dey stressing/
writes on tha desk till his pencils blunt, each fight woz mo den jus a punch/
but a chunk of his uncontrollable anger, thrown in his fist to hit to hurt ya/
all alone in his own zone from happiness, only being able to focus on stress/
depressed from his mum n dads break up, not having a reason to wake up/
and move on was he being wrong? Or was he jus holding on for too long?/
molded to a shady figure wit a heart ache, no one to talk to his cuzons at gods gates/
I always tried to be der even tho we weren’t close, when he scared of his mum loosin her pulse/
Ima be prepared to be a friend and step in, mend his broken heart wen it starts to fall apart…

he would smoke weed to keep his mind a ease, floating on a cloud away from reality/
okay maybe dats wot he’d need to feel free, but he cant be deceived from a dream/
as he crashed towards tha floor harda den before,it woz again a fight but I couldn’t ignore/
I tore thro tha crowd at lunch makin my to tha front I saw him thro his 1st punch/
He stood tough raw and wit every move confident, crushed combust into a flame of rage sent/
tha content of tha crowd not tryna prevent tha fight, but I woz thinking in sum intent I mite/
“[but im hesitating should I jus watch? My heart telling him to stop its like a ruk against tha clock/
will my chest fold in tha site of him bein in a hospital bed, I had to ignore tha words in my head/
I faded out all tha noises on earth forgot me nerves,his arm in my palm i pushed him to tha curb/
Tha sooner we out tha scene tha sooner its ova, picked myself up look up tha moment got colder]”
It sent a chill down my spine as I looked him in tha eye, his eyes were angry but I could see a cry….

uppin

go flow but the long bars hurt overal its a decent peice

good job kid, I rememeber writing something like this... touching that topic alittle bit...
It was deep yeah, had a steady flow... it was aight, you kept it interesting through the end... good shit man

Peace

cheers fo ur thoughts n time much love
peace~roX~

yea go roxxxxxxxyyyyyy!!!! alice and alex stil love ya!!stil comin out 4 a piss up 2nyt?? good good bojanglez was dope u shud been ther tho lol c ya l8rz babez btw ur spit was wkd!!

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