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My Flow...

Postby Nimation » Aug 23rd, '12, 09:58

been a while since i just started searching in my mind
just to find some peace in it
listen it's pissin me off, when they keep on dissin me off
and i just walk away, actin like i'm some Jesus around
i'm surrounded by some idiots, i just can't describe it
i take the knife and think it's over, but yet i ain't got the balls man
i just wanna get out of this shit i'v been livin througout my life and
i just wanna die, and shit, this is about about giving it up
you livin it high, i can't, i'm dreamin of light
wanna feel the power of flight, while the light is gettin out of my sight
your livin in day but i owe some to night
some human tries to escape while some other human fights
both should be treated the same, nah?, then what about a human rights
what about equality, what of watchin' porn in hd quality
what of havin big dreams, what of having big deals
what of having some big balls to get on the boat and seal
away, till you feel the way, you want to feel but hey
what about feeling the still knife, stabbing your heart
what about killing your dreams and tear em apart
is it pity or love, when they tell you that you're good enough
to have a part in this game,but you might lose your heart with this "fame"
fuck it, who am i to judge life and try to fight off
they say you're dead without hope and truly you're done
and you see, i'm hopeless right now, sooo

let this flow take you
to the place i live
so you can feel my pain
my constant disgrace

let this flow take you
to the hate i give
away for you to share
a way to escape the pain

going to a restaurant, like always the same order
if you see whore there, just wait until the games over
until your hot body got a bit colder, till the pain rushes over
until the weight of the world is off of your shoulders
and then you just might wanna put some files in her folder
stars, brightening my cold night, makin it look like
some puffy boobs like, the ugliest ass bitch could ever look like
in this rap shit i'm a noob but, i try my best to keep up good work
what good work man i suck at every thing, from cleanin the white board in school
to live in my fantasy... world
and leave this fucking world which looks like some illness
what's the point of living in a meaningless world
except some shits that turn your body on
MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, WAR
add up power and whores, and think that tomorrows yours
i'm searching for open doors like monster inc
like a drunk who has lost his drink, lock me in-
side a cage and i'll, show you how to get raged and run
and if they get after you how to bust them in
the eyes and get lost in the nick of time sooo

let this flow take you
to the place i live
so you can feel my pain
my constant disgrace

let this flow take you
to the hate i give
away for you to share
a way to escape the pain

don't you feel me yet, don't worry that's alright
under rain gettin wet, literally that sounds like
a beauty story that you just can't see the darkside
of it, you gone love it when you feel you raised above it
but man i'm no pilot, lightyears i'm away from my ideal
life, and worse you can't feel how i feel and i am
sorry if sometimes all sound is fuck you
but what would you if some idiots kept mockin you
"look i'm cool, your'e just borin and spiteful"
i know i'm a jerk but believe me you suck too
you fuckers ain't nothin but some fucking dumb fools
i don't give a damn if you don't like my stair
my behavior, my style, my cock, my hair
life's not fair, you can't fight it off sir
mr. that's a fact, and facts piss you off, yeah
but don't hesitate to get what you might miss in 8
seconds, your life is going down and you don't show no strength
what's wrong, yotu gotta get up, keep your head up,just as easy as cake
keep your moanin for later, right now you just need an elevator
haters, come around lick my butt, yeah go ahead little prick hit the clock
i don't need time all i needs a rhyme, a place where my words belong.

Beat: http://www.mediafire.com/?7p96ztd1a4tyqz2

Feedback: viewtopic.php?f=24&t=147039

Edit: I'm not a native speaker so please ignore any grammatical error or something like that.
It is not about lyrics anymore
It’s about a hot beat and a catchy hook
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