Life's Problem's - Feat - Belistic
All About life's problem's in my world and belistic's
Yo Am A Solo Artist, Write Ma Own track's and Make'n Some of ma own beats
I write with emotion, And spit about real thing's
that i have seen in life
Lyrics
Verse 1 Prospect
Gotta Face the Pain – Gotta Face the Rain
Gotta Face the Strain – Gotta Face the Same
Shit everyday, another maze, another daze
Another phase, Another Raise, Another craze
No Time to Unwind Just Left drinking
Thinking, Sinking, Left In a Dump
Pumped Up Jumped Up, Left in a Slump
Chucked Up, Fucked Up Gnna Give Up
Give up Live Up to achieve more
Believe more, grieve more, please more
Souls, Goal’s Hole’s And Foe’s
Cause every One Knows How Much Life Blows
I Creep and fall, Begin to speak Tall
Looks like am talking to a Fucking Brick Wall
Cause I Get No Reply, Dunno Why, I wanna die
So I Sit behind the Door begin to weep And Cry
So what do ya Do, When Life’s Goes Wrong?
Do u Stand Strong, and begin to drive on
……Hook - Gold Spun
Verse 2 Prospect
I Drive on Dive on Arrive On Time
Let Bygone’s Be Bygone’s Watch as We Climb
To The Highest Peak Where the Air Is Weak
Cause Silence is a Virtue When ya Cant Speak
My Pulse Result’s, In Stunt’s Going Bad
Grieving bad, And Leaving with a Bleeding back
It’s seeming that, Ma Breathing’s Crap Beliving That
Im Theving Gap’s Left Needing Nap’s
Needing Sleep, Feeling Weak, About to Collapse
Spitting these Rap’s And Rippin these cat’s
Hair Out, So I Air Out, Share Out Ma Problem’s
So I Solve um, And begin to dislodge Um
From my Throat, The Only Hope I’d Choke
From The Rope That Was Rapped Around My Neck
To leave me worse Yet, In a Fatal Wreck
In a Church Threat, With a Natal Death And a Fatal Rep
Hook - gold Spun
Verse 3 - Belistic
