vtz on the beat

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okay, let me take it down slow for a minute,
let me-take you back to 05- where it started,
you see-i was in a middle school-she at college,
i slack a little less as soon as our lips touches,
but then sh*** starts happenin-thats when,
we goin round and round in circles hopin to kick it again,
but no-it was against us, and fate was a bi***,
every time we held hands-im sure theres a twist,
you see-in time i get to learn my mistakes,
and that the biggest one of all was being too late,
i keep our photograph near to remind me of those times,
little did i know-it never crossed your mind,
the next year-i was left far away from home,
i was so lost-in my mind-i was all alone,
reachin for the phone-trying to call you up,
cos if anything-your 'hi' wouldve cheered me up,

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lookin at our photograph,
and tears-ran down my cheeks,
why'd it had to end like this?
lookin at this photograph,
and i just lost my grip,
why'd it had to end like this?

cos we not together no more-

i still remember back when you was so into me,
i had my life reorganised-and you were my priority,
and honestly speakin-i still see you like i do back then,
it never changed-eventhough we just friends,
and now that im left without an option to choose,
i guess thats another life time for me to lose,
everyday i wake up-i look up the mirror,
i ask my myself 'how are you' but i cant seem to answer,
she used to tell me how she loves me now that its gone,
i grip the microphone harder cos the sweats on my palm,
and she talks about the boyfriend as if i never existed,
and she shares all her sex adventures-life is so perfect,
heartbreaks everytime she puts in the details,
its like i have a better chance smillin in hell,
she used to be the reason why i made it through life,
and now - i dont know if i can make it through tonight,

and as soon as the beat drops-i take a breather,
music is one part of me-the other is a killer,
reality check-heh-it hits me like a stunner,
too much television watchin got me cuttin corners,
decided to pursue my music soon as i failed school,
never was a heartless bastard regardless i failed you,
but other than that-i guess im doin pretty good,
from being nobody to mister-lace-my-vocal-booth,
and this is the time capsule-show you how it all began,
matter of fact-i'll take you to the very end,
the point is-you will be surprised,
how you thought music is the start of my demise,
see it all make sense-on second thought it doesnt,
problem is we both have problems neither of us wants to solve them,
or maybe i should just wrap it up for now,
and burn this f***in photograph and walk with now,

[outro]
goodbye my past~goodbye for now (X3)
thanks for all the lessons i manage to eat questions,

goodbye my past~goodbye for now (X3)
and thanks for all the smokes i can manage on my own now...