I Don't Know
Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 10:36 am
They say the past is what we overcome
the world today is a present holdin' us
so I'm loved in the mind of open lust
where all I can think of is broken trust
I'ma chill, kick back, feelin' folded up
a lawn chair while the dawn here closes up
I feel pressured into changin' who my soul once was
I'm pushing my limits
plus I ain't seen a good relationship in a minute
so I figured "God help me recreate my image"
to no reply I sat in a room staring at faded pictures
saying why can't I make music and tell my story
I befell my glory myself with each penstroke
I couldn't let go I couldn't move on, my head's low
"please God bless those who don't help or support me"
I subside, I try not to sweat it like a sports tee
it's a usual feeling somedays I don't feel like feeling
only cuz my pride feels like it's too bottled in
and I don't even wanna swallow it
shit...what do you think if errythin' got polishin'
we'd be high off life AND perfection
if I ain't perfect I'ma resurrection
Hip Hop's soul child with actions differ'd
my lifes going downhill, a emotional twister
I ain't countin' figures, surrounded by groupies
fluck's goin' on with Hip Hop? am I unworthy?
don't let the world come at me like whose he?
I'm just tryna give you all of me like dude from Jersey
shit...I don't know no more
the world today is a present holdin' us
so I'm loved in the mind of open lust
where all I can think of is broken trust
I'ma chill, kick back, feelin' folded up
a lawn chair while the dawn here closes up
I feel pressured into changin' who my soul once was
I'm pushing my limits
plus I ain't seen a good relationship in a minute
so I figured "God help me recreate my image"
to no reply I sat in a room staring at faded pictures
saying why can't I make music and tell my story
I befell my glory myself with each penstroke
I couldn't let go I couldn't move on, my head's low
"please God bless those who don't help or support me"
I subside, I try not to sweat it like a sports tee
it's a usual feeling somedays I don't feel like feeling
only cuz my pride feels like it's too bottled in
and I don't even wanna swallow it
shit...what do you think if errythin' got polishin'
we'd be high off life AND perfection
if I ain't perfect I'ma resurrection
Hip Hop's soul child with actions differ'd
my lifes going downhill, a emotional twister
I ain't countin' figures, surrounded by groupies
fluck's goin' on with Hip Hop? am I unworthy?
don't let the world come at me like whose he?
I'm just tryna give you all of me like dude from Jersey
shit...I don't know no more