yo...Im sittin at these steps lookin at my life that turned upside down..and they dont even know..Im feelin these regrets..wishin I never let no opportunity go..Im lookin at our shared yard..facin the two joined feilds..
fucked up..they dont even know..I was once that quiet little girl they taught back in elementry..soon to come my secrutary is readin my rapps man she never seen me for nearly a century..I come to visit junior school, disapointment use to be my enemy..but now written across my face like Im facin a felony..I cant face myself..
and I thought it brought me to a remedy..Im afraid..its so weird..Nobody knows..I walk into a door..and they think Im ok..maybe it's cuz I got a smile on my face but they dont know whats goin on with me today..
they aint diggin in my soul findin pain...they see the love..but there aint no trace..so they just take and take..
while I got nothin to serve..Im lookin at this girl...through the mirror she stares right at me..where both in two different worlds..but its like she trapped me..I'll never be perfect..not exactly..and I guess we get through rough times magically..ups and downs..this shit keeps happenin to me..yet to be happy rarely..man this worlds scary..nah I aint talkin bout the blood of marry..or the fuckin fantacy of a tooth fairy..Im talkin bout life..like.walkin on cracked ice..hidin around like fuckin mice..everythings a game we depend on a dice..and flip eachother around..and we only got two options..heads and tales..like we flippin a dime..now we worry about the rims on are rides..we aint facin the truth..livin in all lies..not trynna look for a subject that'll gimme easy rhymes..I spit my words between the lines..I aint lookin for someone to talk to..neither am I lookin for a hand to walk through..I find the path on my own..because its noone in this world I can trust..carryin shit on my back aint worth to hold..whats the point of addin that extra load..I've been thrown in the dust..I became weak..thin as crust..got through it, changed but took a while for me to adjust..and I just..just live with it..get over the facts..and face the truth..cuz when it comes down to it..in the end it depends on the decisions I choose..
Written By Esra Chebli
wow! awesome job gurl, im impressed. i will follow up on your great work!
ReplyDeletethank you!!! =D
ReplyDeleteHows it goin, It's Streetsking23 off youtube just keepin' it simple and real(I start at 0:15 into it and finish my verse at 0:59) and was wonderin' if you could add the chorus and the next verse to this instrumental...
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qPz3HTys08U&feature=related
Slow jamz and slow songs make the nights feel so long
I'm so lost, your so gone, Wish the lights would come on
I hear she got a man guess she hear that i don't
as long as i'm not with her man I gaurentee I won't
I know I'm pressin stories but i gotta' say i'm sorry
Had the chance and had that girl, I did her really poorly
now lookin' to the right lyin' on my back flat
at three thirty nine wishin' that one girl was mine
The one I used to ride with
laugh with, lie with, cry with, smile with
swear I'd want to die with
but "Life goes on", I know what I did wrong
Don't sing but i'll sing along like
[Chorus]:
...
yeah i will do that for you..
ReplyDeletei got u added on youtube I'll send it there :)
thank you
Can't do, something is fucked with my computer right now and I cant sign into that
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ReplyDeleteSlow jamz and slow songs make the nights feel so long
I'm so lost, your so gone, Wish the lights would come on
I hear she got a man guess she hear that i
don't
as long as i'm not with her man I gaurentee I won't
I know I'm pressin stories but i gotta' say i'm sorry
Had the chance and had that girl, I did her really poorly
now lookin' to the right lyin' on my back flat
at three thirty nine wishin' that one girl was
mine
The one I used to ride with
laugh with, lie with, cry with, smile with
swear I'd want to die with
but "Life goes on", I know what I did wrong
Don't sing but i'll sing along like
[Chorus]:1:00-1:13
you were mine..never took advantage of the time
so now im payin with pain of regrets..
so I keep my pain..like keep it pressed in my chest..
but babygirl I will never forget...
(verse 2)1:14-2:11
I need you here lyin right next to me..
feel me please..im cryin at night lookin at that empty space on my bed sheet..
I miss you..come back to me..
imma hold you in my arms..and neva set u free
press ur chest against my heart..feel the beat..
as it says i promise I will never leave..
us lyin in the park..that hill we use to sit on..
but I know girl i did you wrong..
now ur long gone..
and im sittin here writin this song..
i need you..baby we belong..
so come hop into my arms..
I'll puzzel every peice of ur heart that fell apart
but now you moved on..I guess its to late..
like..life goes on its a new day..girl ur face will be hard to erase
imma keep the thought of you planted in my brain..
things will never be the same..
The one I used to ride with
laugh with, lie with, cry with, smile with
swear I'd want to die with
but "Life goes on", I know what I did wrong
Don't sing but i'll sing along like..
(chorus) 2:28-2:41
you were mine..never took advantage of the time
so now im payin with pain of regrets..
so I keep my pain..like keep it pressed in my chest..
but babygirl I will never forget...
I got different flows, styles and varieties
ReplyDeletelike everytime i rap i'm applyin' these
so clown, what it do, throw a pie at me?
don't lie to me I'm who you die to be The rider G the prodgity, wit' no modesty im plottin'
fuck all these people talkin' when they lived spoiled rotted
don't know whats it's like sellin' ice or slangin cotten cuz around every block cops is watchin, I'm white around the clock and they say i try to act black when im not cuz I talk about packed macs how my pops sold rocks, I fight back like pac, bite back like tyson
but no teeth involved, call it bitein' when im writing
u gott nice rhymes :)
ReplyDeleteDo you mind if i write here cuz youtube is jacked up on my cp,?
ReplyDeleteNo Allence ,supplys or guidence so in time the people riot
Never touched a drug, never got the time to try it
Besides the mary J ,I stayed high for days
Til I acted funny
hustla wasn't makein' money
he was spendin', stacks decendin' tho raps commended he claimed all about a dollar
You know a hustla ain't pretendin his pop'd collar
The big baller
truth be told
50's mom was even willing to holla
no not at all :)
ReplyDeleteis ur blog working out?