Me, Myself And I
Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 1:43 am
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Juss a quick lil piece I wrote yesterday, hope ya'll like it
started out as fourteen, used hip hop as my morphine
developed as a dream, but struggled with the self esteem
it seemed to me that rappin would always stay a dream
but as time evolved, problems eventually solved
my desire resurrected, was injected with obligation
felt other's constant admiration and my own recovery
created an empire of confidence in my reckless writing
despite myself bein the same fragile soul figthing
it seemed clearer, I'd been blessed wih a powerful tool
bullied through elementary school, thought I was the fool
now they say the penitentiary's cruel, and now I rule
never tasted the payback, but it has grown from way back
ya'll better stay strapped, cause life tilted in my favour
taste revenge's flavour, now ya moms aint here to save ya
fear is the world's most underestimated known weapon
flowing in the air and in ya system, what'll happen?
it's growing wihout knowing, it's our own personal terror
Juss a quick lil piece I wrote yesterday, hope ya'll like it
started out as fourteen, used hip hop as my morphine
developed as a dream, but struggled with the self esteem
it seemed to me that rappin would always stay a dream
but as time evolved, problems eventually solved
my desire resurrected, was injected with obligation
felt other's constant admiration and my own recovery
created an empire of confidence in my reckless writing
despite myself bein the same fragile soul figthing
it seemed clearer, I'd been blessed wih a powerful tool
bullied through elementary school, thought I was the fool
now they say the penitentiary's cruel, and now I rule
never tasted the payback, but it has grown from way back
ya'll better stay strapped, cause life tilted in my favour
taste revenge's flavour, now ya moms aint here to save ya
fear is the world's most underestimated known weapon
flowing in the air and in ya system, what'll happen?
it's growing wihout knowing, it's our own personal terror