I would be just if my words could speak
God knows I cant take my breath to sleep
One little chance if it could
Dear voice please speak as my words
I have been unfortunate enough, to have a source of giving up,
But I am, just a loner by stats, statistics match my distant past,
Close your eyes, picture that, one out of one sixty six sad isn't it,
Collab always in the mix, with a pad with sick, deranged lunatic,
Youthful spit, teenage angst, they always demean these strengths
So what can he do, in a world and the rhyme hes lost in a tune,
Hide and coughing up this fluid, blood and spitting his new shit,
Losing the confusing touch, all the while, my sad medulla bust,
Was never the cooler bunch, they always make me lose my lunch,
And I cannot speak words retired, but these writings are desired,
An energetic quiet riot, as to socialize, I don't live a social life,
I always think crazy like ropes and knives, and most despise,
Even if thinking my cited madness, like Michael Savage,
But they're all just lies and drags with, societies average,
Complying to that which, I continue this sad story rapping,
My glory actions, of more in action, would love to be a person,
That can act in life, I can't do that for life, I'm a maniac in strife,
That caves in at just the sight, of the bitter fight of socialites,
I would be just if my words could speak
God knows I cant take my breath to sleep
One little chance if it could
Dear voice please speak as my words
I get blank stares for blank checks, and blankets of sorrow,
Today's the same as tomorrow, blame it all on god's lotto,
I was a fraudulent borrowed type and I exceeded the followed,
Hype, I cease my pain, although, I can't pass with my voice,
I haven't mastered my choice, and share the acts of the poised,
My air is frozen and the poison's thick, open the doors to it,
Through a hit, I ponder, drugs or liquor, which one is quicker,
To get the speech and differ, and I feel emotions and jobs,
A spokesman robbing a whole lens, eye of truth, I despise the truth,
I get by my roots, since I was a youth, see i ought to listen,
To my quiet autism, thoughts and visions, and smart intentions,
Restart the endless, loops and cycles,
its just too recycled,
But few have felt, the way that I've felt, cold feelings might melt,
But bold healing is what I need, besides help, doctors dont know,
They have PHD, and these cant achieve, the same, trance of me,
A cancer beef, thats how sickly tweaked, I can get a week,
With my weak, streak angels, they're at the base of my feet,
I strangle for defeat, I always stay as one, my dark, shade is sun,
The twisted metal, of my crazy gun, the bullet chamber is done,
Birth of my, first set of eyes, on this set of mind is won,
Tell me, why am I a danger to my son
I would be just if my words could speak
God knows I cant take my breath to sleep
One little chance if it could
Dear voice please speak as my words
Many problems rotated me, I am the sun of this dis-similarity,
I'm yelling and screaming out to God, give me back my turf,
He, selfishly took my land and sure, I have always lived this way,
But I live to pray, just to get a simple job today, I'll probably break,
Money would help, make my over complicated world, go round,
But it won't turn my surround sound on, I'm earth-less with no purpose,
The furthest from perfect, How can I fly, wings been clipped at birth,
God jokingly shipped the bird, to a great cause, I guess thats fake,
Otherwise why would I ever debate, I'm the shyest with my rank,
I'd have to lie to give my thanks, its like I'm extremely deaf, I sit,
through gleaming deficit, dreaming yes I quit, it can never happen,
My chances are, less than slim, I must be just, anorexic rapping,
You can't arrest, my act, its already barred up in the second raft,
Now, in the flow of all that, I will play only the way I know how,
Never word it right, but I will just try to write till you know how,
I would be just if my words could speak
God knows I cant take my breath to sleep
One little chance if it could
Dear voice please speak as my words
Ahem.... Okay Maybe Its alright
Get me my words
