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Uploaded by on Mar 29, 2010

A song I did to a beat by Edit

Chorus X 2
Looking for the truth in flutes until I found it
a straight shooter who's nuance is well rounded
spellin it tellin em K-I-A
Killin em it's Imminent All day my name is

not killin em with guns, but killin em with words
words work wordsworth you ain't heard before
an herbivore,
ain't got meat or beef with anybody just a little kid who's feeling like he's sucked into society
don't wanna fight, toe to toe i'd be toast
I'm just a whiteboy who likes whitenoise and crazy instrumentals
freeform poetry nobody holdin me down
just a beat on a throne with a cane and a crowwwwn
fit into parameters it doesn't matter who
music notes fit my words like a lace in a shoe (what?)
you know I love words and I gotta play instruments
but you're only makin sense of ten percent of my sentences
no stencils used, or people abused, my songs straight from the heart just expressin my views
songs solely for me see I put my soul into it,
intuitive emotions I know my own persona
used to think i had the shoulders of a soldier until i met some older women that had been through much colder...times
and unturned stones will let your bones chill
let it go I'll let you know when time stands still

chorus

Some pressure on my chest felt the need to express it
rose among weeds my thoughts the very essence
confused, crazy, insane and hurt,
I suffer from the symptoms of teenager
guess I can't explain it, hide in entertainment
two hours later and I'm back to the same place
is it just me?
or is it you too? cause I have no idea what I"m going through
so I blurt this absurd stuff that works and I'm sure
that it helps in my outlet of self if I yell
and I rhyme on these tracks, never attack
miss the carefree self ever get it back
i'm tired of hormones and being alone and not having art that I call my own
I write these weird metaphors and these phrases
and lines and these words and these verbs on these pages
you know you're alone, you look at your phone
and the only thing on speed dial is your home
or your mom and I love her,
I am just tired of high school girls who are nothing but liars
I know I can get by with myself
but this stress on my chest is wigging me out

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  • wOOt Nice Nummer <3

  • you rapped this?:)

    i mean is it your text?

    

  • Nice i like it

  • very nice vdeo

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