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05-07-03, 09:57 PM
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The Book Of Life
IP:
[T.T.P Collabo, Romeo Deathtoll & Vise]
Romeo: i see the demons receiving all of the hate while im breathing and my soul is needing healing so im down in the kneeling my mind is retrieving freedom and now im talking to jesus and time is seeming decieving so i’ll walk with a thesis nothing'll ever be the same, speaking with GOD till the point were only we remain, hell be in my heart confused inside the speculation question the truth what do you do when the best are hating, stressing to you this life'll never be easy make the best of the worst just fight the weather believe me, stand the test of the curse my heart is steadily racing on the path that i chose forget the deadly temptations let the blasphemy go Chorus: different pages in a different book, a different lifetime, different look and i fight the struggle despite my, constant troubles in the world of strife heres a piece of my soul in these words of life Deathtoll: Solitude, only time to gather my thoughts, fathoms~that~haunt Bang my head against the door, then ask~for~the~Lord Feeling depressed, the pen I write with slits-my-veins As my microphone broadcasts pride mixed-with-shame Lift-my-name with recognition my punches are battling~for I'm rapping~a~war so don't ask~me~for~more Flow fluent on the track as I feel the beats-reward-me I'm just unleashing-fury when I diss the dude that I see-before-me Express pain~or~love through a verse… No need for family or friends cause the games~enough My pen, pad and mic will always be there when I've had enough-of-strife My rhymes are the most important chapter in my book-of-life [Chorus] Vise: the summers hot...but nothin's hotter than a hopeless block i've seen police drag out feinds, syringe, dope and rocks a rough day in my spot where glocks are the plight & norm for survival, since arrival, i was destined to fight a war stormin thru corrador of projects, leaves u lost like the matrix fate is ingraved with hatred on the faces of ghetto made men wasted, i face this...cold world head on when hope is lost til my last breathe i exhale, and take in what my focus saw i paid the price for vices after my past had took it's toll reality strikes...and knocks you out with a crooked blow truth bestowed plays it's melody & it's hook is strife look in my mind.....and see the pages of the book of life [chorus] Romeo: my mental essence is blessings i thought i would change so if my, confessions is lessons, im caught in the pain my spiritual being has become the depth of my life im just an individual seeing the rest of the sites throughout the hard times it seems that all the sentiments missing and im caught and all my heart finds is intimate visions and i start trying to bless my self with infinite wisdoms walking inside the dark blind there's strenuous missions contemplating a confrontation with an evil as satan congregations of condemnations what the people are saying be concerned with the happiness, and laughter son this is the book of my life and its only chapter one |
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