Monday, November 19, 2007

So solitary
I sit alone void of the light
Tryin to battle whats in me
But im avoidin the fight
Corrupt thoughts devouring the pure
Destroyin whats right
N I ain't never gonna stop
Cuz I enjoy what I write

N I don't care if its right
N I don't care if its wrong
Don't care to be polite
When I'm writin dis song

Preoccupied with escaping reality
I take ya mentality
Break it and make it a fatality
spittin murderous lyrics no sign of morality

im a victim of my vices
givin birth to a demon like the eye of isis
left to my own devices, im facin an inner crisis
been to hell n back and my only work of advice is
never trust a liar,
beware, of how the blade slices
dont put ya money down if you dont what the price is


cuz once you pay you'll realize you cant measure the strain
after all the pleasure n pain
and you still in the rain
But its never in vain

cuz even throughout the drought
you left with nothin but doubt
n sometimes you feel you cant do nothin but shout

But you learn from your mistakes
the pains returnin and it aches
and the only choice you got is to start turnin on them snakes
cuz they aint doin nothin for you cept leavin you burnin at the stakes

n i dont trust no body
not blood boys or bitches
focusin on knowledge
ill never give in to riches

nor to desire
Within me lies a burnin fire
I aspire to fly higher
n Rise above the spire
Fuck your crutches, there not required

The worlds fucked up and plays some fucked up games
I got stabbed in the back once I won't let happen again
Not fuckin with caine, stayin away from the devils domain
Tainted thoughts contained
Wanderin planes,
Lookin for someone to explain
How to remain sane throughout all the mundane

day to day, bullshit, straight up, i cant handle it
grab the mic n dismantle it
burn up paper wit my pen like a candle wick

cuz im sick and tired of lies and deception
stressin, spittin fire my pen is my only weapon

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