Beat produced by 2Deep of Shadowville Productions.. Get more BANGERS at www.shadowville.com
Previous peak charts position #134
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #13
Lyrics: Strife Divine - Beat: 2Deep
ILLusive Recordings
August 16, 2011
A song about depression, suicide and a girl!
Beat: Boulevard of Broken Dreams (by 2Deep)
Beat Link: http://www.shadowville.com/121579/genres/gangsta-beats/boulevard-of-broken-dreams
Lyrics:
(verse 1)
If life is picture perfect then I'm nothing but a flaw,
just a miserable stain over the writtings on the wall,
My life is worthless cuz I, deserve this,
just a shell of a man whos in fright of purpose!
but on the surface I look calm and together,
strong as the feather wit a long list of never,
n through this endeavour I get it wrong like the weather,
predictions,……but this song is so clever!
hoping things get better but i'm not that optimistic,
going ballistic with rhymes so artistic!
A-head of my time these rhymes are futuristic,
n never simplistic when i spit this linguistic,
this music is a way i convay what i keep inside,
so get off my case and stop askin reasons why,
I hide from the day and dwell in the darkness,
I want it that way, in hell with the heartless,
(chorus)x2
Drivin' down this Boulevard full of Broken Dreams,
I mean, its obscene from stare'n at high beams,
And it seems when they gleam its making my eyes stream,
So Everytime I see your face I can't cope, and I scream!
(verse 2)
I look to the future because I have no past,
so you wonder where I'm going and you have to ask,
why I live my life fast, you think that I might crash?
well I'm a burn in these flames untill I ignite ash!
A hot coal, dropped slow, not a pop flow,
more like rock roll, chop yo head offa ya knot oh,
and leave it smoldering in the flames of my hate,
these b*** es want my love, but these dames came too late!
now i'm f*** en irate and in a wrong mental state,
so suicide is something that I steady contemplate,
thinkin bout the ways I could put an end to this life,
slit my throat or slash a wrist, it all depends on the knife,
blow my brains in yah lap just so that i keep it real,
or maybe just overdose on a bunch of sleeping pills,
I wanna go to sleep and never f*** en wake,
cut the air from my esophagus so that I suffocate!
(chorus)x2
Drivin' down this Boulevard full of Broken Dreams,
I mean, its obscene from stare'n at high beams,
And it seems when they gleam its making my eyes stream,
So Everytime I see your face I can't cope, and I scream!
(verse 3)
Life has givin' up on me or maybe its reversed,
picture first, which is worse, me layin in a hurse?
or livin' life depressed allways stayin with a curse?
playin' in the dirt when i'm slayin' wit a verse,
decaying my whole soul, I'm sayin I don't know,
which way that I should go, i'm prayin' I don't show,
to my next birthday, don't wanna live to 28..
cuz up untill a month ago that sh** was running great,
unaware of your flare, subtle grin and stare,
living life without a care, n u came from outta nowhere,
and completely f*** ed me up wit your beauty and puppy eyes,
they looked so very hurt filled with nothin but f*** en lies,
but now I realize you are nothing but my demise,
a goddess on the outside but a devil in disguise,
you had my trust then turned into a succubus,
ran off with my heart so now do what the f*** u must!
(chorus)x2
Drivin' down this Boulevard full of Broken Dreams,
I mean, its obscene from stare'n at high beams,
And it seems when they gleam its making my eyes stream,
So Everytime I see your face I can't cope, and I scream!