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ideas come to mind at 4:30am
mentals running rampant; feds got you cornered; loosing sleep//
feet are on the edge, engulfed in silence; in too deep// gaining knowledge in the game; confronting those that cheat// smack officials down,' with a fist, and leathal heart that bleeds// seeking the riotious path, seen out the corner of an eye// taking notice to expressions, subliminal messages imply// time passes to this day, yet you still ask why// yet I seem to ask the same question, why some, live a lie// with these ways and means; there's just no way of telling// hard to keep focus, of this thought, creatin' rhyme's, compelling// dealin' with pressures adding up, victum of youth rebellin'// too many thoughts compressed in the brain; as if the mind is swelling// |
shitty that ya can never sleep when you want to, some shit always seems to keep you awake, especially when ya writing a new track and shit....
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yeah man i liked the concept of this, some nice vocab, its just a shame it was so short, i was just gettin into it... the flow was ok, but the rhyming could have been a bit more complex, but yeah liked it.,,,Pc
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