Ian2day
28-07-2008, 10:57 AM
I had dreasm wishes adn ambitions
then discovered my lifes work was missing
cant get past the pain and hate I feel
for all th emotherfuckers in the industry
even fake ass undeground MC's
spitting my stolen lyrics after siging a secret major label deal
plenty fake rap artists in the industry
pretend to keep it reel while the audience is seen
lost count of the amount of lyrics I lost
must be about close to 10 to the power of 400 bob
expressed my rage and frustration
the only escape I have is to run
but where does a broken man go
when he has burnt all those bridges from long ago
I try to reconfigure my thoughts
I keep getting stuck on about the past
Isolated and alone I scan the scorched ground
looking for where there was once a path
away from the Reptillians lair
Where would you go to meet other's of note
Perhaps I could overcome this cursed verse
I spat as a child out to the universe
Icke says that the truth shall set you free
My truth is a prison of mental torture it seems
unable to overcome the lies and deceit
For misery flows in my veins
which makes my heart weep
out for the love I lost
My being consumed with rejection
unable to handle the truth
or to distinguish liars and cheats
perhaps it is I that needs a reboot
clear my cache of all the temp files
find my purpose and do my best
for surely no more suffering I can express
then discovered my lifes work was missing
cant get past the pain and hate I feel
for all th emotherfuckers in the industry
even fake ass undeground MC's
spitting my stolen lyrics after siging a secret major label deal
plenty fake rap artists in the industry
pretend to keep it reel while the audience is seen
lost count of the amount of lyrics I lost
must be about close to 10 to the power of 400 bob
expressed my rage and frustration
the only escape I have is to run
but where does a broken man go
when he has burnt all those bridges from long ago
I try to reconfigure my thoughts
I keep getting stuck on about the past
Isolated and alone I scan the scorched ground
looking for where there was once a path
away from the Reptillians lair
Where would you go to meet other's of note
Perhaps I could overcome this cursed verse
I spat as a child out to the universe
Icke says that the truth shall set you free
My truth is a prison of mental torture it seems
unable to overcome the lies and deceit
For misery flows in my veins
which makes my heart weep
out for the love I lost
My being consumed with rejection
unable to handle the truth
or to distinguish liars and cheats
perhaps it is I that needs a reboot
clear my cache of all the temp files
find my purpose and do my best
for surely no more suffering I can express