02-01-2014, 03:45 PM | #1 |
6ft of Seperation
Join Date: Aug 2010
Posts: 1,541
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Write to a beat Pt.1
"Unreal"
Stuck in this maze & lookin for a way out Ever since my pops left I don't have much to say now It's been a while since we talked, I don't think he listens So I'm in here wishin that he could just see my vision Making sure moms is straight has always been the mission Multiply my money I've never been good with division In the darkness of my room every night I sit an write Eyes stare into the tunnel hoping that one day that I see the light Gotta dollar and a dream but it ain't as it seems I been doing it alone years I don't have a team I don't have that support so whats a "friend" mean? I scream, in the night hoping one day it all changes sniping at my dream from a distance I'm long rangin hearts racin some mistakes were made in the past, I gotta let em go because who can move forward when their past has a ankle hold so I lay my heart out on these papers and let the music flow but who could know that kid in the video was someone you use to know someone you pushed to the side, didn't pay attention but now hes got enough money to pay his sons tuition and you still stuck there.. wishin.. Peace. |
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