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Song Info
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Peak #8,395
Peak in subgenre #248
Author
Styles,Vision
Uploaded
June 15, 2004
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
audio collab by styles n vision
Lyrics
vision
its like every second of life is a section of the puzzle
no instructions follow your instincts hopin u dont end up in trouble
it rarely goes your way n when its bad visions are blurred
its difficult to tell wether friends are fake or express real concern
workin everyday jus to buy the bare neccesities
wheres the good times in life? what constitutes the lesson that we see?
seein our hard earned taxes squandered by the government and politicians
i sumtimes jus it n wonder...is ther sumthin in life that am missin?
when loved ones are lost it puts our time in perspective
is anything really guarenteed some peoples time is neglected
nothings certain and th@s why when threatened we grab for things we know
money religion and war reign supreme across the mighty globe
its difficult to comprehend but belivevin in religion can be an act of terrorism
so faith and religion can be wrong see...
most the wars which take place are over faith money or land
or just power crazy egos wishin to gain the upper hand !!
vision
hook x2
nameless shadows walkin round with no complexion
claimin they have direction well thats a misconception
the most trivial things switched to mountains to big to handle the strife
cos in this world it takes a small puff to blow out the candle of life
styles
this life...is a 'street fight' how the 'worlds hurtin everybody'
souls start to disembody to finally meet their true life maker
or even take a detour just to see their true life taker
either way they've left the earth which is true lifes equator
the line that decides which new world you will enroll
but dont take no shit from no-one coz itz your life that you control
complete all life goals in the time that you withhold
'spend' time with ya friends like that 'money' that you recently stole
keep 'smokin that weed' coz it'll keep ya spirit 'high'
keep at what your workin at,dont stand for jus tha one try
then release tha pain thats inside to regain ya old pride
dont confide with ya self your better of lettin it out world wide
dont believe the lies makin all these worlds coillide
every 'story' has 'two sides' like 'dr. jekyll' n 'mr. hyde'
but if ya see the reaper comin, dont try to run or hide
coz the fact of the matter is gods the one who decides when you die
hook x2
styles
start to inspect ya mind n make an introspection
your just a piece to the collection when death makes itz own selection
dont lose that last connection,come back to the light
cos in this world it takes a small puff to blow out the candle of life
vision
when you look in the mirror you should only see ya'self
dont compare ya'self t any1 else...cos th@s a weakness in itself
not knowing what your purpose in life is can be numbing inside
sumtimes all you can conclude is th@ its your purpose to survive
well if it is jus to survive then whats the point in our exsistance
we're just specks of insignifigance within trillions of solor systems
wether your blessed with minds of intellegence or jus made it thru school
it doesnt matter cos a world of knowledge wudnt help to build you
its up to you to make it right make an impact on life
you seem to have it thought out then time ticks n fights
theres no plan mapped out u jus have to find ur own way
the confusion will subside with the passing of each day
the defenition of perfection is impossible to achieve
so jus do what you keep doin and maybe the dictionary will give leave
they say lifes a big journey full of joy heartache and pain
but the best way isn't to walk it its just to play it like a game
vision
hook x2
nameless shadows walkin round with no complexion
claimin they have direction well thats a misconception
the most trivial things switched to mountains to big to handle the strife
cos in this world it takes a small puff to blow out the candle of life
hook x2
styles
start to inspect ya mind n make an introspection
your just a piece to the collection when death makes itz o
