chris
dream
Apr 6, 2011
Man i got a dream
and i'm chasin it
call me a one man team
now i write alone
but this thing i can't do it on my own
i need a homes that's also ready to grow
so comonn ands let's go
let me just grab the mic and hold it thight
let me close my eyes i'll do it without sight
this gonna be the time my dogg lets do it right
true the years weve been
many places so seen so many faces
your hand up on me let's play this
Man i'm writing again
it go's this way day true day
somehow i can't stop
cuz i got a vision of a few folks livin
who's motivation for making music starts driven
so i think this is the beginning
and i'm excited man
i wanna write whole days like it's a masterplan
and i'm acting sneaky with a big long coat
meanwhile i'm gonna try make shit flow
tryin to find some to start with
take hard hits but i see some sparks shit..
I need to do my shit @ school
but i'm busier writing rhymes
it's like there's nothing around me
and shit it sounds sublime
or do i mean it sounds fine
what's the time?
i don't know but wrtining ain't a crime
so i don't mind
and just continue writing it down
every verse i hear this sound
i need to grab a pen
doesn't mather if it's red blue or brown
so just give that shit cuz you don't need it clown
I got this line in my mind and it goes fluently
tryin to get it out cuz thats good for me
couple years ago i was abusing me
i wasn't thinking about myself
pushed feelings beside of me
didn't want nobody to help
well after a while you see
i went so many places
saw so many faces
and made somany changes
but i wasn't acting right
i had a soul that was black like the night
despite, i was taking flights
i did my best bro
but couldn't find a light
Far out of sight
so i was ready to ignite
my whole focking life like a bombing site
and rewrite
so that's what i did right ?
it was strange to keep polite at first sight
but i kept the green light
i just kept going
sure sometimes i wanted to quit
but i wasn't showing
and after a while i noticed
i started growing
actions had reactions
but now they were nice
i told myself that's for acting right
it made me sleep good at night
even the smallest things can turn out to be a big light
wonder how it ends
now i welcomed y'all into my daily fights
i don't understand cuz i'm happy and i'm sad
but got to watch the stuff ive got
not what i had
and for the pain i still smoke the same
year true year we play the same game
i'm high till i die or till my brains are plain
who's gonna take the pain out
think i got to do it myself can't relie for help
you got to stay proud
but i'm stressin
don't know just guessing
got somany questions
that got answerd with many actions
time flies don't know were the fuck im headin
but the things i time to time do
keep pressing
to be honest man
i can tell you i didn't suspect this
but because my passion for writing i need to accept it
it's like a theraphy that prefents me to snap kid
somethimes it's start to get hectic
but true the experience in live
i'm not made of glass homie
i'm more like plastic
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