Dreams Speaking to me.
i'm been Portrayed as a villian by Enemies and mah Children
Entity of a Murderer cuz Mah Tendencies are for Killings
But i Invision a place, where its All Real, and no Decisions are fake
allows a Limit-less Faith, race to the finish but there Consistanlly late
they Eventually Make the bad better and all yah commitments seem Great
your Pain dissapears, you dead Mother Appears, like an Angel in front of you
as soon as that happens, they rip away Erything they Dangled in front of you
and you awake in a sweat, wid crust round yah eyes and a TAste of Regret
in a state of Neglect, not believeing what you saw cuz it don't Make Any sense
but your just protecting your goals like you were playing Defence!
now your taking a stance, thinking, this won't HAppen to me
untill yah subconcience tired, and your BAck in a Dream
and they Tell you to shoot, its like a Spell over you
you come in contact with there dirt like you Fell from the roof
but again, they Tell Me tah Shoot, but i awake from theses Tendencies
and for some reason, i'm leaving wid Guns and Bladez for mah enemie!
go figure....
git at me!