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What life gives - Collab : ST n The Realist
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I've settled for the life i have portrayed//
different backgrounds, initial these days//
Take it back to the time we were all kids//
Who would have known, what exactly life gives//
From the first start, this isn't what i've chosen//
Fighting my life frozen, not to move when i'm provoken//
Its like lifes part of the mic chokin' like the cords wrapped in token//
To take my thoughts my minds broken//
I stand here infront of you as a man without a cause//
A rebel... just without a pause, take it like a minute, spoken with a jaw//
I live my life one foot at a time, one beat without a rhyme//
Take it from me kid, the shoes that i stand in, arent worth the miles time//
I wish i could go back in the day, and rid my self of worries in prime.........//
I've settled for the life i have portrayed//
different backgrounds, initial these days//
Take it back to the time we were all kids//
Who would have known, what exactly life gives//
Coming up from the womb came out kinda soon
Mother's eyes and daddy's hair bristled like a broom
Middle child syndrome, mental shit I been through
Drew a knife to a twenty two when I was still blue
New to this, he made fun of my lunchbox man
How many little kids you know own a grand
Reprimand then made it all seem like a plan
How am I cute when I'm shaving with knives
Didn't know I was I. Q.'ed at 89, crazy right
Yet tested I blew the shirks mind, like Einstein
Took a criminal test, passed with flying colors
Yet I know I'm pacifist at best , cause I piece other
I've settled for the life i have portrayed//
different backgrounds, initial these days//
Take it back to the time we were all kids//
Who would have known, what exactly life gives//
What i have is what i've shown, my heart's mind's eye//
taken for blind, not one to show love for those not mine//
I wish it was all back to normal, before everything happend//
When it was rock, and before i started rappin'//
Its not my case to bitch, neither is it yours//
But i'm not here to tell a story, so don't tell me yours//
My lifes like the itches without cures//
It wont stop itself, something i'm used to for years//
I've drowned in sorrows, gulped endless breaths of beers//
But down the run way, i'm lost, a straight shot for nothing but cheers//
I've settled for the life i have portrayed//
different backgrounds, initial these days//
Take it back to the time we were all kids//
Who would have known, what exactly life gives//
Summoned Titan
The Realist
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