Airplane
Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 5:47 am
[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sfhzJkGU-qE[/video]
(Thanks for the PM QuartrZ)
Yeah-
What do I do when my backs to the wall?//
Act fast or do I stall? Back track and pause…//
I’d fill a stadium and Awe but the cash flows small//
I’m rash and all but know the sky’s too fa’r away//
I’m patient but the day’s pushed into the distance//
They say wait for the instant and seize//
But I can’t help but feel I reach like the trees//
In SEAson I’m hot but when its time I’m chopped//
Dropped onto blocks, I’m posted up like cinder blocks//
Turning to dust with each gust of wind//
Trying to stay tough but corroding-within//
Floating-in dreams charred to ashes face up//
Scars from practice filled my mental case cup//
To the rim but when it runs and I need to lighten up//
I grab my mic, close my eyes, rip it up//
I leap into a dream, A place of make believe, Cover up//
That I need to take a knee, Hide the way I weep//
Leave and never bleed, Sleep until I max out//
Peak till I crash out, Leap through my ash’d house//
I’m only deep when I’m assed-out, but never when it counts//
A secret indefinite amount resides in my chest//
That I can’t pronounce when it’s time to show the rest//
(if i suck, tell me why, so i can improve)
(Thanks for the PM QuartrZ)
Yeah-
What do I do when my backs to the wall?//
Act fast or do I stall? Back track and pause…//
I’d fill a stadium and Awe but the cash flows small//
I’m rash and all but know the sky’s too fa’r away//
I’m patient but the day’s pushed into the distance//
They say wait for the instant and seize//
But I can’t help but feel I reach like the trees//
In SEAson I’m hot but when its time I’m chopped//
Dropped onto blocks, I’m posted up like cinder blocks//
Turning to dust with each gust of wind//
Trying to stay tough but corroding-within//
Floating-in dreams charred to ashes face up//
Scars from practice filled my mental case cup//
To the rim but when it runs and I need to lighten up//
I grab my mic, close my eyes, rip it up//
I leap into a dream, A place of make believe, Cover up//
That I need to take a knee, Hide the way I weep//
Leave and never bleed, Sleep until I max out//
Peak till I crash out, Leap through my ash’d house//
I’m only deep when I’m assed-out, but never when it counts//
A secret indefinite amount resides in my chest//
That I can’t pronounce when it’s time to show the rest//
(if i suck, tell me why, so i can improve)