Had enough cuz life been a little too rough
been through to much, feel no love
neglected, always been put aside
lied to cant u understand they took my pride
my head makes no sense im a little tense
feel like im as worth as 50 pence
every day is a dream wondering wot next
life is our destiniy yo check this text
i get deep and make this flow good
i grew up misunderstood in the hood

I got the beat figured like the song jezebell from dizzee rascal.

one day i was walkin by when i caught a guy givin me an awkward eye

now days everybody wanna talk like they got somet to say but nothin moves when they move there lips just a bunch of jibberish..

its a brand new day with new oppotunies wot can i say..

now days everybody wanna talk like they got somet to say but nothin moves when they move there lips just a bunch of jibberish..

still talking to yourself???

__________________

"the loudest one in the room is the weakest"- frank lucas..