Blown up, like Google searches for the meanin of life,
life's trife, cold stoned, stoned in the cold heights night,
feel right, but im wrong, do right- staggering left,
am i the only one left, who fell in love wit the sess,
refuse to think im from earth, every time i observe,
im more convinced of these words, rebirth,
but feel cursed
like im the gardener's kid
should of been King Salomon's kid,
living life lavish in my 4 dot 6
but that's it?
needed to close up the lid
on faces lost in a crypt, hit,
poundin' always wantin to dip,
i need love' like a trick, who's family ceased to exist,
longin for somethin out of reach and that's as hard as it get,
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't you see that im drownin?....
who's to say fame wont come and wont provide me the fund's
makin the bank bounce owing me some,
tap out the sky,
got it in a chain lock,
but the lock's changed,
they aint lettin me in,
because im short on my end,
so it's back to the thorn path again
rollin L's to defend,
myself from pin-less grenade's, I'm so afraid,
my philosophy packed into a grave,
cause it didint behave,
it was condemned to the haze of a never ending flame
Felt this comin a mile away, im so helpless,
like hard time's that come and go, imma use patience,
to disappear from here w/o traces
and all these happy faces, and all these happy faces.
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't you see that im drownin?.....
can't you see that I'm drowning?
in my own tears and fear's,
this is build up from the year's and year's
of sheer racketeering my own thought's,
look what i bought..
2 shot's of hope, a couple dream's but their all make-believe.
cause what's meant to be' will be,
i see the need for lust existence
is poisoning us slowly like a disease,
my hypothesis,
is exactly what it always seems,
prescription for soloist manage a trois solo vendetta;
fill a void greater than canyon's,
cause my companion's
are so few a part that im wondering who my closest friend's & fam is,
my soul on keys keep me folk-tailed, famished and damaged.
somehow i know can manage.
but what i don't understand is..
how many say they love to love,
but when it show's up
u leave when u start to see i really care enough?
save me the crust, I'm so outta touch,
make's me guess i just wasn't man enough,
Sincerely tired of the blame,
sick of all the pain,
need someone to show me
something other than mirror shame.
cause it's forced me to retain,
all the bad memories; suppressed to re-blame,
pump hope threw my vein's
(gasp) time to breathe again
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Can't you see that im drownin?
Can't, can't
Nas-Your the man (instrumental)
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