difficult
Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 2:39 pm
A verse to the instrumental difficult by eminem tell me what you guys think critiscm would be appreciated! I know its a little whiney but that beat is I think made for this type of verse.
this life is so hard and my ship is sinking down to the ground without making a sound
i have failed them all why have they crowned me and then left me to drown
no applause for me now just a pause and a frown
my heartstrings unwound
raw wounds turn into flesh wounds
the knife bruised the part of me that is of only use
stout and true broken in two held together with glue
a captain never leaves his ship hes been through all of it and cant handle it
dismantled bits once closely knit always submit to being split
but pride wont permit
completely unfit to give in or acquit
stand when you can't
grand is the man who does his job with broken hands
so what if the fall broke your legs crawl
fuckin bawl while you crawl just dont fuckin sprawl and aimlessly drawl
dont stand tall cause you'll only feel fuckin small
youll reach em eventually
because essentially
we crawled till we were mentally
prepared to handle exponetially
the weight of our bodies
and you know we are rotting
from the day we start logging
hours into these fuckin withering flowers and corpses and homes we call ours
but if theres one thing i know weve got powers
our legs can become towers our shoulders like boulders
to hold the weight of the world hurled on us by our molders
this life is so hard and my ship is sinking down to the ground without making a sound
i have failed them all why have they crowned me and then left me to drown
no applause for me now just a pause and a frown
my heartstrings unwound
raw wounds turn into flesh wounds
the knife bruised the part of me that is of only use
stout and true broken in two held together with glue
a captain never leaves his ship hes been through all of it and cant handle it
dismantled bits once closely knit always submit to being split
but pride wont permit
completely unfit to give in or acquit
stand when you can't
grand is the man who does his job with broken hands
so what if the fall broke your legs crawl
fuckin bawl while you crawl just dont fuckin sprawl and aimlessly drawl
dont stand tall cause you'll only feel fuckin small
youll reach em eventually
because essentially
we crawled till we were mentally
prepared to handle exponetially
the weight of our bodies
and you know we are rotting
from the day we start logging
hours into these fuckin withering flowers and corpses and homes we call ours
but if theres one thing i know weve got powers
our legs can become towers our shoulders like boulders
to hold the weight of the world hurled on us by our molders