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When I Stress
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Peak #494
Peak in subgenre #239
Author
DaTruth
Uploaded
August 22, 2007
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:43
Story behind the song
My Life
Lyrics
Verse 1: Of course its real….pains what im forced to feel Its inevitable how my lifes so surreal And its sad for the fact dat im obligated To live a life dat is jus so complicated Let my words be the paint brush….and the beat be the canvas I reach to my standards There so high…up on the ladder, im afraid of heights So I don’t think imma climb anymore Below my feet casts off of many wars And im not trynna go thru none of those anymore Its either go down or cower in my position If my conscience trys to limit my powers den imma listen Cuz sometimes I jus think too much Or maybe its not enough…the pain is jus knotting up Debating my life and such its in evaded in times its tough To be waiting for pain to go so my patience in time is up Hook: Stress…….Is this how its ‘pose to feel When u cant face life or the hand it deals When I stress… I jus cant see the path And I have nowhere to release my wrath When I stress….jus when I think its done The times are too tough jus to overcome When I stress…when I stress…when I stress…when i…when I Verse 2: Was that verse bland enough for you? Thinkin that the tension would rise and jus boil Thinking I would go thru this song without spazzin Releasing my pain thru rap,its my passion Even though the feelin is everlasting… Im not gon let the pain get a grasp in Im takin my anger releases in big rations Cuz my hearts colder den the aspins, u laughin When nothings comical this is what imma do Imma leave the past alone, its now unknown But dats a hard thing to do When you know in ya mind that the future only with-holds of more fury Take a look in the eyes of reality… It’s a reason why there bloodshot red Pessimistic illusions are forming in my head And it wont be over until the day that im dead But dats jus a typical thought Until u have problems dat can rip thru ya heart And every other individual part And its done so quickly dat its sorta in the form of and art Huh… u don’t take the time to go study it Cuz ur too busy trynna figure out How to lose of its pain and it abuses the sane And it confuses my brain.. why God must I have this Hook Verse 3: No lyrics
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