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Kickz ft Rage - It Isn't Real
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kickz 1st track in like a year... some ill sh*** hifi passion on the beat
boston east minds vengeful mindz
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vengeful minds, hektik, judge d, oblivious, desolate, hush, 2face, pilze, ice-pic, aztech
www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 PROJECT MAYHEM PAGE BUT COULDNT CHANGE NAME SO FUCK IT .. site ran by RAGE the 17 year old prodigy [and old ass tracks]
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Peak #1,198
Peak in subgenre #640
Author
Rage
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vengeful minds
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January 09, 2007
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:42
Lyrics
If theres fighters and lovers, y o we fight with our lovers When we spend are life with eachother,only writers discover Whats right to be uncovered i love it, supper from under the cubbards but my hope still grows, ive suffered under the covers So i stuff my face in the pillow close to suffacation No hope for resusitation I can't sleep at night, so i seize a fight i still seem to see the light and i proceed to write I' release my life but my leash is tight, Your leisures like julius ceasars life, so i speak on mics for those who cant read or write Flaws and laws are all isee in life, what can death revea to this extra terrestrial thats extra stressed and real its the best of the best i fail ,when i confess what i feel My message is mailed it deals with lctures then gets sealed (Rage) Everyday living I question my self Everyday dieing,i feel less like my self Why is everyday living affecting my health Everything's given,im neglecting my self Nothing is changing,it's left me in doubt Nothing is helping me figure it out Why is nothing done when i sing it out loud I want to make something out of nothing right now From the progression a pro-session A professers profession protestin are whole lessons in this cold menace full of momentum, what if mom never met him i wouldnt be here breathin right now but im present so im screamin out loud the president decieves us in crowds How is he recevin the crown, he treats us like clowns and makes you believeeee that freedom is found when you cant even walk free in your town i feel stuck cant even get my feet free from the ground Of all the least that ive found, your obselete with the sound my ambitious motive is like transmissions in motors devoted to focus, my quote is like quotas of companys goals for the amount of money the registers hold im messed up and stoned i'm lettin u know fuck my life,i'll live the rest alone (Rage) Everyday living I question my self Everyday dieing,i feel less like my self Why is everyday living affecting my health Everything's given,im neglecting my self Nothing is changing,it's left me in doubt Nothing is helping me figure it out Why is nothing done when i sing it out loud I want to make something out of nothing right now My quantity of problems is plenty in poverty with pockets of pennies walkin across many, talkin honest to any modest man ready my mental state mental rom this mental state i mention and say expression in ways of agression and pain the essance of my present effort can pay I cant get my pen to erase, tension has raised pencils just break, not with stencils i trace my hand steadily shakes, but when the melody plays somethin in the head of me breaks, my memory blanks like enemy tanks that enter the flank you know hell awaits..i celebrate n sell my hate for satans sake I wake n bake then break away,and get a home or a tent And Hope that you read the poem that i sent from rome when i went Afloat in a boat that i rented,my souls is as cold as presented (Rage) Everyday living I question my self Everyday dieing,i feel less like my self Why is everyday living affecting my health Everything's given,im neglecting my self Nothing is changing,it's left me in doubt Nothing is helping me figure it out Why is nothing done when i sing it out loud I want to make something out of nothing right now
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