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Hood Opera, new Q joint...
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I know it isn't the Songs forum...But, I love this song and I wanna share it with everyone, even people who don't visit the songs forum
so, hatas need not apply http://www.soundclick.com/qakaprox ^Click on "Hood Opera: Fill it with music" Beat: Akil Sharp (intro clip from "Titanic") Hook: Tha Q aka Reflecz Verses: 1 & 2, Q Concept: expressing my current outlook Holla 1 Verse 1 Sometimes I feel like God's not real but he deals with me And on the real, I been sinkin' like my will's at sea Level, I got the devil in my psyche They used to call me lil Mikey, but now I'm likely To pull a Nike, and just do it, put my lil finger through The metal hoop and pull it, the blood will pool quick Ly, shit be droppin' on me, ploppin' on me My heart is lonely, cuz I ain't even got a homie Nah homie, and I ain't even got a home, see Rest my dome on worries, home was very Belligerent, a lil kid livin' with a nemesis Memories of torment, pain, forced the dormant Rain to fall in torrents, and I ain't even got insurance My heart was flooded, gutted, like I was Halibut Or perch, now the hurt is worse at first was terse Now it's a curselike Gypsy hit me, I'm strictly sickly Hook: 2x Every day I look around I see a million excuses To hate my life, and walk around like I was silly and useless I feel the acoustics, but really, it just kills me when news get Depressin' on the real, I just fill it with music Verse 2 I wanna cry, but my tear ducts are near fucked and dry now I wanna soar like Dino, damn, they died out I wanna iron outmy issue like I'm dry cleanin' I wanna give up now, but I will die clingin' I wanna try singin' like a bird that flies high I wanna die thinkin', I deserved to die high I wanna fly, but my wings are clipped, so I lie On the ground thinkin', I will never see the smile I Had a long time ago, before the bad was how it go Before the sad outweighed the glad, before my dad jus left my ass Now the glass is half empty even when it's full Fuckin' child abuse, nah, not tryna make excuse What the fuck is the use, I'm accustomed to color Black drops from my black heart, dead on the black top Black at my funeral, black was the shooter, yo Back when I was embryo, black I saw in utero uh |
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