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11-19-06, 03:41 PM | #1 | |||||
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This is my reality,fuck a trend or a fad
I'm sat down,scribbling with a pen on a pad shit's so fucked up,I'm no freind to my Dad Sometimes I wanna fucking end it so bad life beginning to drag,I'm lost on this sheet doubters wanna see me lick the balls of defeat My freinds moved on,I've lost my belief plus I can't even afford the cost of a beat I tell it bluntly,not showing Josh with deceit Wishing I could grab this pain,and force it to cease I think of my mom,and of me making her proud I don't wanna be a vacant face in the crowd My parents divorce,left a taste in my mouth mom's life's a mess,thinking of changing her house dreaming of making it,I keep making a bar but honestly,I can't see this rap shit taking me far Now in my mind,Im buzzing with plans I'm struggling,under this world's fucking demands I'm not willing to watch nothing advance but my rap career ain't shit,and I suck in exams it's daunting,I got my future stuck in my hands this is how it must feel like it's real life Feels like I'm gonna be here,every season and fall filled with hate,I wanna just scream at the wall sitting up at night,dreams of leaving it all sick enough to get on my knees and just crawl I need a future,gotta make this nonsense work I don't care anymore,after the constant hurt fuck my teachers,thinking Josh is just plain rash and all of my doubters,talking the same trash everyday's the same now,I'm walking the same paths seems like my whole life is caught in a plane crash I only keep writing this,'cause I know it pays as poor as shit,wearing the same clothes for days the flow was raised,classics I study devoutly to the point that,Mom started to worry about me maybe I'm dreaming,you might not grasp my scope but when I write good,I just can't mask my hope it's like Now in my mind,Im buzzing with plans I'm struggling,under this world's fucking demands I'm not willing to watch nothing advance but my rap career ain't shit,and I suck in exams it's daunting,I got my future stuck in my hands this is how it must feel like it's real life I'm depressed,my verse pours bleaker than rain nobody else rapping explores deeper terrain buying CDs all the time,I breath for the game it stops me from exploding,seething with pain claustrophobic,I feel confined to this place my thoughts full of fear,combined with disgrace everytime I feel up,my mindstate deflates everybody chasing rap,I feel behind in the race I'm just not sure where I'm headed no more like I lost a game,and can't settle the score after this,I just can't believe in heaven no more sometimes I just wish I was dead on the floor rhyming for life,fuck if I'm being drammatic one chance,and I'm gonna seize it and grab it now is supposedly the best time of my life but it seems hanging on the next line that I write it's like Now in my mind,Im buzzing with plans I'm struggling,under this world's fucking demands I'm not willing to watch nothing advance but my rap career ain't shit,and I suck in exams it's daunting,I got my future stuck in my hands this is how it must feel like it's real life
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11-19-06, 03:42 PM | #2 | |||||
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IP: 3724 9332
http://community.rapverse.com/showt...d=1#post3110080
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