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'No way home'
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real slow jam.....feel it
hiphop real great underground phoenix inspiring
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I'm not your average MC, been spitting for over a decade and writing for way longer. Getting good with making beats and playing the electric guitar. Music is ev
What's up Name is Lord Tenzo, and i've been doing this ever since i can remember. Started as a way to vent and move on with my life, but has quickly turned into the only thing that really defines me. Im getting good at guitar and been starting to make beats. Lived all over the place so my sound is real unique. Gangsta yet refined. I take this serious. I don't have any fear about not making it. Some people are meant to build cars, or catch footballs. I was born to rock crowds. Simple ya know? Smoke Budz -HB
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Hip-Hop • Positive Vibes
Charts
Peak #2,898
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Jimmy Faith
Uploaded
September 15, 2006
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MP3 5.2 MB • 128 kbps • 5:42
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(Hook) Can you feel me… No way home But I’m trying so hard…. No way home Can you feel me…No way home But I’m trying so hard…No way home…. I was walking through the airport minding my business Thinking damn this shit is long, finding rhymes in a pin prick I had a little swagger, hard to center my feet Because the flight had took forever and my temper was beat I spied a woman sitting, prolly boring and lame She was white and in her forties but the story the same This woman took a second, really gave me a look Examined every piece of mike from his head to his foot Holding up my jeans, tags swinging from neck With the blue lines puffin needles beating my flesh Maybe it was irony or look of expression Cuz she had frowned so hard at glancing man that shit was depressing Listen, I never hated on glance And every person on my path you bet I gave em a chance I’m tryna get signed but only given a label From the hood…to the ghetto…to the city of angels…its rediculous I had to shake that woman off cuz there happiness saved When laughing is fake, hey it happens everyday I took a seat among the many, watching them live And secrets held among my breath a man was talking to kids And these kids were all this sons…he was biddin farewell I know not for what the reason, it was eating him, hell He was huge and had a muscle shirt, a front for a minute But when the kids had walked away this man was utterly finished I could vividly depict the tears walking away Veering off to clean his cheeks and maybe washing his face He pulled his cap down, he must of felt the eyes Of every person wondering, why this man had cried But I just sat in my position, said a silent prayer God to watch over his kids as they would fly in the air I never felt the way I did…people sitting in planes Until we crash and collide cuz we’re living insane…can you feel me? Now hold on just a minute, I was amped for a second You could tell my voice had changed up when the rapping was beckoned But that’s because it really hurts, when im left with what happened And think about my life n father’s never wept in my absence Really…people go throw shit in their lives And talk about it, rap about it till its flowing and cries Screaming bloody murder at the heavens anything tries To cheer you up, you fear enough and then its dead in your eyes And when you judge…you’re really using nothing but love And that’s the love of just yourself and it’s becoming a grudge To take a thought, think, and push it hard to the side And rain upon a persons head, with hate and helping them die I’ve seen alotta shit…but really nothing compares To when a person takes a look, and makes their mind in a stare I care…feeling helpless, as I’m lying awake Feeling the rain consume my body as im dying from hate…I know you feel me
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