Memories
Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 3:35 pm
I take a seat and breath sighs as I see life rewind..
I breeze by these times seen through a teens eyes..
my dreams glide like an angel above the clouds..
aint neva comin down, till the day our troubles drown..
we're never the same again as we remember the days..
together we race the path down memory lane..
expressin the pain of sweat and tears, drenched in the rain..
no less than a taste, the good times etched in our brain..
now, years before the rap, I was lost and trapped..
in world of maps but locked doors along the path..
it brought sores and scabs, but it made me strong..
drained my brain on page to move the days along..
now I spit for expression cause I've lived through depression..
a different proffesion from what many think I was destined..
grippin the pen in my hand as though holdin my hope..
knowin I wasn't roamin alone, was my moment of growth..
discussin the part of life before percussion would start..
blunts in the park to puff in the dark cause we wasn't as smart..
or so we were told, low and behold, I changed state of minds..
I take a sigh, thinkin how I watched the days go by..
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I breeze by these times seen through a teens eyes..
my dreams glide like an angel above the clouds..
aint neva comin down, till the day our troubles drown..
we're never the same again as we remember the days..
together we race the path down memory lane..
expressin the pain of sweat and tears, drenched in the rain..
no less than a taste, the good times etched in our brain..
now, years before the rap, I was lost and trapped..
in world of maps but locked doors along the path..
it brought sores and scabs, but it made me strong..
drained my brain on page to move the days along..
now I spit for expression cause I've lived through depression..
a different proffesion from what many think I was destined..
grippin the pen in my hand as though holdin my hope..
knowin I wasn't roamin alone, was my moment of growth..
discussin the part of life before percussion would start..
blunts in the park to puff in the dark cause we wasn't as smart..
or so we were told, low and behold, I changed state of minds..
I take a sigh, thinkin how I watched the days go by..
Link 1st-topic-vt4719.html