About 6 mins long...poetic, epic style song..I jacked the beat from someone on hiphopairplay.com..sorry man ur just another victim..lol
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Lyrics
Sometimes I wanna light up the room with a life full of doom//
Somewhere I know I'll find lots' of love but until then I stay strifled in a cacoon//
wrapped, in a clostrophobic nightmare, somepeople make me wanna scream//
somepeople make my dreams seem pathetic, even I believe I'm weak//
someone once told me, it'll be better in the morning, but when we're moarning//
we seem to be recording a predetermined end to life and it continues performing//
someday people will adore me, when I stand on that stage screaming my lungs out//
bugg out of my wig, people report to the police "he was strung out"//
someone ended the relationship over the telephone, 10 minutes later her virginitys gone//
my mind was blown, I was prone to be left for dead mentally in my dome//
home alone, spy a chrome...not for me tho, I'm to strong for that//
I listen continuesly to the screaming of authority but finally roar back//
with one word, someone can end a life//
divide the heart into a redemtion by suicide//
sometimes I live life like it never will end//
sit around using the mic for my frustration to vent..n I say
(hook)
sometimes it's never enough, sometimes I feel like I'm handcuffed//
someday I have to be touched, unless my heart will be crushed//
somewhere when I leave the streets, n when my heart skips a beat//
I know I'll find peace only when I'm deceased..
and then it's like
somewhere, somebody dies again, another country, another lost friend//
another dead bredren who stepped in n was left breathless by bullets intersected//
theres gotta be someway to end it guilt free, feeling rough then feeling silky//
somewhere there are the real g's, the kats that sometime maybe will feel me//
but like king midas, everything I touch might turn to gold, but it gets old//
everything being the same gets cold and before long an entire life story can be told//
without even a year passing by...but sometimes, we just wanna die//
sometimes we wanna have a good life, sometimes all a nigga needs is a good cry//
but when that day comes, when my life decides to cease//
I'll know that somewhere I'll finally rest in peace//
and if that day was to be tomorow, n my soul was borrowed//
I sometimes doubt that even a handfull of people would lose sleep in sorrow//
only I would rise from my sleep, thinking, this can't be real//
it's all a dream, so I kneel only to realize my lifes gone still//
my heartbeats gone, I have no flesh nor bone//
take that last trip somewhere..where I can roam..
(hook)
sometimes it's never enough, sometimes I feel like I'm handcuffed//
someday I have to be touched, unless my heart will be crushed//
somewhere when I leave the streets, n when my heart skips a beat//
I know I'll find peace only when I'm deceased..
could I be destined for hell? sometimes I feel that it's the only path//
knowing that, I wish try to make a diffrence, but then again this is only rap//
gangstas stepping into hoods, only strapped with one mac, one nine, n one gat//
one kat takes one blast n sometimes ends up with his skull cracked//
as ill as it could be, a verse could never release all this hatred//
feeling forsaken, blasphemy in the makin, forseen as all that is sacred//
draped in fear, like lying in the woods naked, I feel eyes staring at me//
there has to be someway to put and end to that bullshit without feeling badly//
somewhere deep in my soul, I feel another swift breeze that keeps me alive//
make my own torment my prize, meet with the time keeper, he's the grim reaper disguised//
sometimes in my eyes I can sense a spot of blood clot,perhaps when theyr'e blood shot//
sometimes somewhere someday somehow someone will stare in the mirror and scream "FUCK GOD!!!!"
(hook)
sometimes it's never enough, sometimes I feel like I'm handcuffed//
someday I have to be touched, unless my heart will be crushed//
somewhere when I leave the streets, n when my heart skips a beat//
I know I'll find peace only when I'm