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Who Am I
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Aussie Hip Hop
Australian Raised and Born
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Genre
Hip-Hop New School
Charts
#8,051 in subgenre Peak #65
Charts
Peak #633
Author
Ezekiel
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Ezekielmusic
Uploaded
May 13, 2008
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 3:07
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Old Vent track
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Every time I shut my eyes, i see a panoramic screen Playing animated scenes, or visions from a dream// Held by a seam, of a never ending thread Havin angels by the bed, now quilting my regrets// Same place, same face, story of my life Same taste, same fate, caught me outa spite// So I take a back seat, not a taxi that I ride More a beat down commodore, and wheels not aligned// So the timing wasn’t right, but a chapter fading out And the cover of the book, was a 1 writ in doubt// Had me seethin from the mouth, when shit would turn sour Coulda fought my way through, If I ever had the power// Back trackin for an hour, tryin ta piece together dreams But the puzzle of this life, was only harder then it seems// And the rays from the light, was simply maskin’ defeat Still blind from the time, that god targeted me// Who am i? just a shadow of a man With a story and a life, now being put to stand/ This is E, this is nick, this is it, this is me A life and a verse now asking who I be// At the age sixteen, I felt the force of the world And the pressures of a teen, all spawned from a girl// A runaway kid, now packed into a box With a razorblade edge and a call from the cops// So where does stop, and emotion lay aside From a stubborn ass kid, to a broke n torn pride// Enough to make me cry, when I think about the days Shit a 4 year space, yet still haunted by the pain// Conformed in a name, that would help my self vent When the feeling came back, is where my pen and pad went// Like soldiers to the cause, I forever ask them Take a place in my war, before endeavors scar skin// I harp on the fact, that I made it through the grind And the trouble that I had, was evicted from my mind// Sealed in a line, formed a mark in the sky Still staring at my pad and pen, asking who am i
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