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Where I stand Today
IP:
audio will be up tomorrow
wrote this in 30 minutes
beat: Jedi mind tricks, Animal rap, gotti remix
Lets us begin with this sinning its everlasting
Mad passing has left me gripless wings set me surpassing
I’m harassing my character with a comedic evaluation
This is no game so go home and throw away your play station
I’m floating, this meditation has me elevated, and so I’ve waited
For this chance to take a glance and see that the sky is not tainted
These walls painted red to remind me of harder days
And how sad it is seems to see friends lost in the purple haze
My life is a maze, I’m lost somewhere in the middle
Of nowhere where white hicks use their toes to strum the fiddle
Here’s a riddle make sense out of my dreams and of my mind
I’ve tried for years and still find my self in the back of line
Behind my shadow my dad and my home town
Behind the bible my friends this yo-yo has been unwound
To the sound of what seems to take over my conscious
I dare you to not get scared and tell me its all nonsense
I haven’t lost it, I caught it, the truth has set me free
And united the thought of a muse with the idea that you can be
What you see on TV without selling your soul
Right now I’m an advocate of freedom running the streets with no control
This tole of living lies, I despise through the whites of my eyes
Once left me blind but now cant stop me from freeing my mind
I’ve left behind the dead weight and await to see my fate
And hope its not to late to tell the world I wont be fake
The stakes are set high but my goals are set higher
I take the burns in stride while attempting to fight the fire
Ill walk the wire if it leads to the lime light
Posed for gorilla warfare I refuse to loose my sight
With all my might, ill scream till my lungs bleed
So you can understand my plan and exactly what I see
Is more then signing CDs in the back of a record store
The whole idea of being hungry is that your always wanting more
So what’s in store for me? This crystal ball is out of order
I count the days to destiny and see the time is growing shorter
This disorder that I live with I also call my gift
I raise my hands to the heaven and ask god for final a lift
Because this swift tide has carried me so far from home
But at least I can say when its over I didn’t have to do it alone
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