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Success will be defined by the legacy I leave behind for generations after me. I seek to ensure that I leave behind a world I know I will be satisfied with and
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Peak #3,451
Peak in subgenre #302
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(C) 2011
Uploaded
February 15, 2011
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:17
Lyrics
I must feel it in my heart wanting properly convey it,
Otherwise, I might as well choose to write it, buy it or say it.
But something has possessed to express this sentiment
In what I feel is the most intimate canvas I can depict it in.
I wouldn’t write you a letter ‘cause ink and page ain’t forever
I couldn’t buy you a gift I wouldn’t think another one could better
I could tell you how I feel and baby you know I’d keep it real but
Nothing compares to putting my heart on a record.
If I could crack open my chest and drop the needle in, I’d share with you so powerful a musical as to make your heart believe again. Bleeding ventricles incised by the styli on my polyvinyl myogenic muscular organ singing its feelings for you. In an unfaltering tongue, the melodies released from my thoracic cavity could never come from lungs alone. Hold on, don’t let me build a head of steam, because how much you mean to me can’t be convened in this or any medium for that matter. I had a crush on you, ground that into powder, some flowers sprouted and suddenly I see loving you. Potentially. Not simply because you mutually feel me but it’s only in your iris that I find myself completely captivated beyond a means of escape lids tightened around me in your dreams please baby never awake and if it’s fate that ultimately brought us together consider everything I say today my acceptance letter into the U of U&I
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I don’t think you fully comprehend exactly what it is that you’ve done to me, so allow me to break it down while I still have you here in front of me. I’m stunting if I claim being my lady is a big deal because, being real, I don’t have much to live for other than the thrill creating music brings a broken soul, truth is, I been a f*** -up but I luck up sometimes and strike gold. I fold before see my hand and usually end up crapping out, I’m a high card but with you I stumbled into a full house. Now, like I said before, music is my baby, true but how honored would you feel knowing I named my firstborn son after you. That’s exactly what I’ve done metaphorically more or less; I guess that’s the best I can front for the time being. Yes, I intend to be better prospect in the future and I’m sure there thoroughbreds out there now that have a whole lot more to suit you but I come before you humbly and present to you not something worth a large amount of money but enough of me to dedicate to everything I love in you.
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So here we stand in this motionless gesture, carried by the whispers of the last remnants of music escaping from the orifice in my chest and you’re beset with all I’ve given so far. That’s understandable, I’m sure you’re more used to diamonds than hearts, queen. I mean, I just don’t run around proclaiming adorations basically I tend to stay in most important obligations and until now, caking hadn’t been one. Relationships weren’t my style until I stood in a mirror and saw me in one. Hallucinating harder than any green I’ve ever smoked lowkey I felt this happening before you came to know me. I’d scratched in your initials long before you chose to approach me and I hope we share a similar sentiment, intimacy is imminent if you accept what I’ve unearthed from inside me, I’ve taken all this effort in the hopes that you’d oblige me. You should find me in your hands from now until infinity, because even if you decline you still got the best you could get from me.
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