random work all my life i have seen this hate/
i wish i could sedate all these thoughts
all the spots i have been in
i just cant call this real livin
when within ten lines i think about death
but my rhymes are the only thing i got left
my girls a hoe, my dad jumped boat
i just hope my brother and my mother see this
i am thinking more clear but will i be missed?
i would listen to the bitching of peolple
its like the hate and love was not so equal
i needed my dad like addicts need needles
but he wasnt around but this aint why i am so sad
its cuz i cant see him die
aint gonna lie, i will get him and he will be
swinging from a rope like a flag
i sat in front of the mirror,
i can only hear you calling me
a "loser" and it makes me clinch my fist
i made a list of things that needed to change
its strange you were number one
and you wonder who was done first
it still hurts to look at the shit that we had
but like my dad i am gone that your gone
it made me strong like i was using steriods
from quija boards to cemetery
this is life its scary we know,
but before i left i knew you grew into what you became
but when you think of true love dont think of my name
i let you play ya game like i was console
but eventually we both lost of control of what passed
i just wish that the healing would be fast
i have felt like i was weezy
i wanted everyone to leave me
hearing that shit makes me feel queezy
freeze my thoughts in my mind
driving me to be blind from the shit that i have seen
i wanna know what inner peace really means
i can paint a scene with words like blood
but whats hate with out true love
so honestly i have had enough
take the dust from the crate
and lets see what true pain can create
i debate do i wanna live or die
i give in and i try to for one more day
i try to quit, but theres one more way to leave
a print on this earth
or maybe i will just rob it for all its worth |