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Just to take breath

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Just to take breath

Postby Lupidshwoopshh » Dec 4th, '10, 16:39

Sometimes I'm tryin to relax n be free
Simply, ta see myself be at ease, breathe
I be at deeps with sea weeds and peeps seem
To have nothing but deceit disease deceased no leads
But burn a me 450 Fahrenheit degrees a bitches Please
And it aint all about me Me me Ma me me me
I'm trying ta support the team, disband of thieves
I mean if I give it, you got it, try ta take advantage of schizo
Cause I'm delusional and psychotic, well I'm not it I'm a psychic
Hypnotic a pissed product distance mist in midst of just lost it
If take it, it's cause I'm owed and I know
cause I've have givin enough to feel so,
Try ta help another, be treated like a fucker
a rug for a trucker ta have it's tires under
They don't help a brother then I go yell at my mother
Thinking mom understands she always did, so she suffers
Bein yelled at by her kid, I'm livin' livid encumbrance
Succumb ta blundering thundering tryin ta reason this rage
There is no reason I'm ashamed my mothers a great dame
Not a Great Dane not a bitch besides loyalty
it aint right treating her like toiletries lavatories a piece of shit
Wake up the next day and start over, I feel horror showed, horrible
enough becomes enough it's forward we go not formidable
She don't deserve to be treated ug, a pup, a mutt, mud, she my mum
Shh and raised me alone for a minute, sometimes, a while longer than a smidgen,
Umm I gotta ta better than buff tough rough and I need be in control and bigger than love
Control of me so I and others can profit from it, enough bullshit not good for my stomach



I handle my own and try ta help I been vulnerable
I went through hell, swell now, nice ta meet me
It's been a while how I been, not like me to be to mean, see
I been a mean seed I seen things, I done things, not enough things
Some think, wrong, shut it, right when I'm tryin to overcome it
Not substitute the pain with the pipe,
No excuse foot in mouth no balls it's in or out
They can't handle they own and try ta fail
Then they need buckets of my love ta bail
But I can't help people who can't manage themselves
I get put out so much, my flame is not felt
I get it I was born ta die but it's my right ta life
My own and if I gonna listen ta somebody
A mentor to more grown, to be alone aint a wish
To be around people who can understand predicaments
I wish I wish I had enough ta start up my ships
I would sign a paper, a okay deal, ta see me later, not hokey a poky or a steal
Will a good one I'm shud of wud of cud of but it's all good bruh hu
Whole life aint got shit, but enough given ta give back real flips
With interest percentage amendments no friends some commitments
No prison time, a suspended sentence, a fine, but I'm fine not enough ta tip him
Thanx for the lessons a livin, at minimal I'm not living in aggression+

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