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All I really see is lies I don't really care for disguises I just got to say what I feel I have to say All I really see is lies I don't really care for disguises I just got to say what I feel I have to say I'm blinded I'm blinded I don't really see straight but I'm right to know what's wrong no need to debate try to relate what could I say when they're telling lies and at the end they say amen still I gotta get back up on it spillin' my thoughts and get back on it go strongest pave the way that others initiated and then walked away it's like everyday I'm not quite there if you're looking for the answers then look right here my mic is quite clear so if you listen you'll see but now a days nobody listens it's a mission for me so can I get by live without regret why how high do I have to go just to get high get by yeah it's what I do on a daily basis you can't erase this face this face me you couldn't face me they couldn't even catch a grip to let the case be man I did it just to keep from crazy fuck a pice of paper life is what pays me bitch come and face me come and face me I don't really think that you can take me I don't really think that you can take me I don't really think that you can take me lost but found All I really see is lies I don't really care for disguises I just got to say what I feel I have to say All I really see is lies I don't really care for disguises I just got to say what I feel I have to say I'm blinded |
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| 2:08 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:00 |
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The stormy night brought tears in the sky the clouds have been weighing me down I didn't know at the time emotions intoxicated the frown so in a daze I was drunk off her love or just disguised the conscience crying above but if it's not for me I guess I'll have to wait and see Wasting time because I ran out of things things to do somewhere between moving and standing still brought me back to you I don't know for sure why I opened that door Now all the time that I find under the sun let the long stormy nights come undone my hands untied my eyes exposed to the truth un paralyzed alive my life has become I guess it's not for me whatever's meant to be will be |
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| 3:41 |
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my mind was in need of nurturing tired and worn down this ground shift in my stance a chance to turn it around when the body reeks havoc a speech of sheer madness could turn into a death trap so run past it I'm gunnin' runnin' for the door to exit a point in time whatever you call a stand still in a book of rhymes I call it life man you should choose the right plan I'll live a life span in front if mic stands so If I don't keep a level mind an unhealthy state of rhymes could lead to rebel lies to self off the shelf I wipe the dust from my mind's pages empty spaces I fill in with pencil drawn faces to document the different moods and occurrences they hint to me these pictures move where assurance lives I draw the nourishment fruits of the purest shit and keep the styles up to date and keep moving it made a few trips through where the truth lives back to the roots an old dog learning old tricks new bits and pieces to fuel the heeling process I only hear the word of others void the lost message I stay zoned locked up inside my koo koo's nest but never slip up when doing what I do best smooth rhythmically script writer speaking in code wizardry meaning a flow blizzard breeze winds in simplicity then transmit it over drums and bass lines spit it for a minute you get it it's too late I'm climbing up this ladder leaving behind what isn't needed I take a breather crank the speakers let the pen bleed it out over pages blank sheets the canvas is never out dated I create what's passionate turning these otherwise routine thoughts that visualize painting pictures like tableaus on infinite skies chillin' on cloud nine while filling on proud wine a state of drunkenness pumpin' this with a loud mind I get inside the beat and rip it from the heart of it keeping the blood boiling through your veins like an arsonists I take this sickness and turn it into sick shit I take my sickness and turn it into sick spit I take this sickness and turn it into sick shit I take my sickness and turn it into sick spit that ill shit I take this sickness and turn it into sick shit I take my sickness and turn it into sick spit I take this sickness and turn it into sick shit I take my sickness and turn it into sick spit that ill shit |
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| 2:47 |
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I jumped over the edge I jumped over the edge I jumped over the edge and I'm flying but I'm alright I'll jump over the edge and I'll fly I jumped over break on through to the other side now I'm inside I jumped over the edge I jumped over the edge and I'm flying but I'm alright I jumped over the edge I jumped over the edge and I'm flying I jumped over the edge flying |
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| 2:33 |
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there's a piece of my heart that's not there like a missing piece to a puzzle that's not fair as I'm falling deep into trouble forgot where I was and retraced footsteps that lead to nowhere I see my mistakes on a day to day basis living in black and white the way the grey changes is too much for me to take in at one time so looking back I see what's inside the fine line I never had the chance to show my appreciation and now that you're gone I hope I'm not mistaken you gave me everything at the time I didn't know it although I felt sincere deep inside I couldn't show it it was love or so I thought I knew it back then I was young and speechless couldn't express the passion astounded by emotion a situations I'm trapped in slipping' on this frozen soul desperate for traction It was you now more than ever I believe it after all of these years now I finally perceive it how could I have been so blind distracted for some time unaware of what was waiting right in front of my eyes It was you everything I thought that was mine was just another misconception of cause and of time now I've come to realize what's real and what's true the one thing that I was missing and needed was just you it was you Swimming in this ocean to see if I could find another wave like you Swimming in this ocean to see if I could find another wave like you Intrigued by new waters but I know deep inside that I won't drink them Because I know what I was swimming around for Yes I know what I was swimming around for It was you It was you It was you |
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| 4:12 |
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| 3:36 |
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| 3:08 |
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| 10. |
| 3:49 |
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| 11. |
| 3:26 |
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I'm tattooed all over my soul and memories and that's true I wear more scars and need a remedy to cure this mental hell unsentimental spell out of my hands I dropped the last of my chance collapsed and fell I should have known things could never be all good life just wasn't programmed to be the way that it should the way that I stood understood and over stood if I knew the limits of everything that I could do then I would walk the right roads never looking back and sidetracks only represent a temporary time to fight back now catch up and worry all your worries away it's blurry it stays clouded within my mind through out the days I study the ways things stay and things change so drastically from a miracle to a tragedy rapidly I won't let the pain damage me I'm reaching for the happiness cause that's where I have to be this one goes for weekend sesh I'm on my own now I'm doing my best living my life and I'm trying to progress keeping the spirit alive it's tattooed on my flesh this one goes for weekend sesh I'm on my own now I'm doing my best living my life and I'm trying to progress keeping the spirit alive it's tattooed on my flesh take me back to some odd years ago caught inside a web that stole away my flow out the do' vamanos but one year later found myself behind a microphone two tables and a fader now I'll savor the sound keeping it underground just so I can get up getting' up to get down now I found brainwaves are all in a mess I took only what I needed from the past and trashed the rest like what's next something in the text triggered the fall out I fell into a hole and it's about time for me to crawl out with rhyme there's no doubt my thoughts win all bouts I stand tall and proud microphone steady to my mouth to spit it get it back and make up for lost time write myself a new beginning match points and cross lines to intersect my intellect guides the way this pen moves and then groves with everything I am to bring me back to this one goes for weekend sesh I'm on my own now I'm doing my best living my life and I'm trying to progress keeping the spirit alive it's tattooed on my flesh this one goes for weekend sesh I'm on my own now I'm doing my best living my life and I'm trying to progress keeping the spirit alive it's tattooed on my flesh this one goes for weekend sesh I'm on my own now I'm trying my best living my life and I'm trying to progress keeping the spirit alive it's tattooed on my flesh this one goes for weekend sesh I'm on my own now I'm trying my best living my life and I'm trying to progress keeping the spirit alive keeping the spirit alive keeping the spirit alive keeping the spirit alive |
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| 4:15 |
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I watch the music move in slow mo still I capture the moment like audio photos with my slow flow keeping business on the low low I do this strictly because it keeps me alive that's for sho keep it moving go from moment to moment poem to poem I own 'em and grow 'em my rhyme is like the seventh shot cock back and pull it my flow code like neo in slow mo dodging bullets ima kill it if you let this man just breath up on the beat he gon' break shit down pick shit part define every piece see the finest details my ears are in sync to the sights that are in me it makes my cycle complete my ears are in sync to the sights that are in me it makes my cycle complete |
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| 1:14 |
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