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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
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #992
Peak in subgenre #559
Author
ProspecT
Rights
Yes
Uploaded
April 13, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:28
Lyrics
Verse 1 : prospect
Verse : 1
Look At The early Stage’s Stuck Inside the Cage’s
Pain’s the only way I get Away From the Bailiff’s
Cause I Pay the Fine’s get on with ma Life
Focus My Attention - Making Music on sites
On the Dopest Night’s, But I Still feel Frozen
Stuck with this Life this is what I’ve chosen
And ma Breaths Slow – Left with an epic Soul
A Septic Goal – and I accept it though - cause
I’m Stuck with So Many New Violent things
No Happy Dream’s filled with strumming Violins
No Symphony of String’s –Feels Like a maze
Never found youth in the day’s of the first content’s page
I can’t change – Just another Damn faze
I’m Running Lose in another Ram-Rage
I’m At the Next Stage – Is A lot More harder
I’m turning from a teenager to a father
Verse 2 : Fraz
The cops wanna lock me up got me on the run
got me changing clothes after every cornor i turn
call my friend up for a place to lay low
but he don't live there no more the cops have locked 'em
that's the type of shit we dealing with foreal
inside out, back to front, the evidance concealed
i got beat to my knees then i grabbed my cross
the cop look at me and laugh said this is no god
so i believe him now this is no higher power
just the power inside to survive try to stay alive
and I seem cocky sometimes I overestimate
my own strength I test the greats
the absolute definition of david and goliath
even if i get considered a thuggish tyrant, that fight giants
and depression kicks in, i feel lower than death
and it aint even a stress to hold my breathe till there nothin left
Verse 3 : prospect
So I Open My Mind – Realise what It’s Like
To Be Broke – And struggling For ya Life
But what Is That Like? I guess I’ll Never Know
I was Created To Go down the other road
Asking is this - what I was Really ment to See
Asking is this - what I was really ment To Be
Asking Can any Body See My Point Of View
take a leaf out of my Boot’s And step in my Shoes
I feel Sad And Depressed - Bad Thing's On ma Chest
Tried To Sleep And Rest - But felt Weak At the Neck
Woke Up With No Feeling's Dont care about No Other
Going to be a dad – then a new big brother
I Show tender care - But they Just Take Take Take
No Give Give Give - Some one give me a break
I need To get away – Find a new destination
Leave my old life and go on vacation
Verse 4 : fraz
Deception is a wonderful thing, fake your death
noone can kill you if they think your already dead
now i know why pac left hope he chillin with big
making snakes kiss there rings.. gods to men
it takes an ass kickin to turn these boys to men
or let them grow up soft and turn out like Boyz II Men
poisened pen, no time for second thought or stress
destoyed regrets, once again, no time to repent
first rage, secondly warheads, before talkin
outerbody experience, like my skeletons walkin
popped blood cells, yea the red ones got me tired
expired, how i can i still exist i feel past my prime but
too late now i'm leaving, i've made my mind up
taking my girl outta this world so you can't find us
on a full scale run till my blood stops or clots
it wont be my head in the slot when the guiletine drops
