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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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Horrorcore, Hip Hop, Acid Rap, Rap.
S.M.L..u should know who I am if u on my fuckin page, but if u don't know lemme tell you a little bit...as far as my personality I'm the most diffrent person you'll ever meet, I'm either making nasty ass cool jokes, being cruel to dickheads, or trying to commit suicide/homicide cuz my head is fucked up....my music is a unique blend of hardcore/horrorcore rap and straight lyrical hiphop....I express myself in the most personal form possible through a track..just listen to my songs n u'll get my life story...
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #12,100
Peak in subgenre #1,729
Author
Lyrics/Vocals S.M.L
Rights
If u copy these rhymes I'll beat ur ass.
Uploaded
May 09, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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
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