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The iLL Lukey - Post Ft. Angelique Bebe

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Published on Oct 27, 2012

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"I could not have asked for more.. But I did."

Thank you to the very talented Angelique for helping me with this, please check out her channel at: http://www.youtube.com/user/B3B3Melod...

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Lyrics:
they told me i'd be back again..
all i know..
is nothing is happening..
i could not have asked for more
but i did..

born again.. flow so warm when its pouring in..
dear god im alone agian..
i looked for signs, was feeling holy, its..
hardly easy to be unreasonable.
sorry for only seeing me so closely..
ah.. i got that baggage tho,
carry it from girl to girl,
heavy, every time i tag along..
i like to have it tho..
remember to laugh a lot.
ask a lot, keep going if asked to stop..
fuck college, and asher roth..
yeah i remember where im going,
i look back on where i been,
to remind myself to be open. well spoken,
toking, maybe going to hell smokin
well, when you tripped me i fell hoping..
you'd be there when hells frozen,
but we die alone, dont we..
spend a lot of time alone, lonely,
so maybe life together is a ride along, only...
you could be a lie, no one told me
so fuck it i'ma try alone, flowing..

shit its a tidal wave, i tried to play ocean..
somehow they fly away..
i try to bring em closer..
the notion i can hideaway is bullshit,
i was sure on that we're dreaming,
but i tried today, its hopeless..
i just wanna drive away n' keep going,
chest is still open..
neck is still holdin, wreckless
thoughts that are still potent.. oh
i think its amazing how they make it..
they make you love this thing
and then they turn around and take it..
i feel like its wasted,
and when i close my eyes i see your face..
its crazy aint it?
i had this picture that i painted,
it made me axious,
you had a heartbeat in you, it made me thankful
i guess i can erase it,
but its hard to change it..
i just keep pacing this basement so often i hate it..
i got to where i wanted, but forgot to save it..
impatiently waiting, but i know its been breathing
its cold as shit in this basement..
maybe the weathers been changing..

shit.. i used to be pretending..
but now i knew i never ment it..
or at least i never felt it like you said it..
and ill make sure i ask this lesson..
learn why this path was present,
and why your moving to my past for ever..
a time bomb, to keep the back of my mind warm
as we pass through seperate acts together..
ill always feel our past together..
and laughter present, but im askin
why am i writing passed where a chapter ended?..

fuck..

dont know what to do,
i will miss growing up with you
yeah

they told me i'd be back again..
all i know..
is nothing is happening..
i could not have asked for more
but i did..
yeah

maybe the pressure fills me with the doubt,
maybe i needa prove it to myself,
i guess life isn't always what you make it..
its about problems and how you face them,
in the face of a constantly changing placement,
of players in this game we playin
every day we still breathin
still got bills we payin..
and we still feeling,
in everyway.. or maybe we still healin from yesterday,
still got weight of problems we're yet to face.
targets set to break, promises to make..
honestly.. im feelin conscious
and got confidence at stake..
hit that target audience,
and make em wanna say my name.
your drowning, your feeling grim
well then man the fuck up and learn to swim,
i guess im just sick of wasting..
donating days to dreaming..
and wanting things, i can taste them.
but i tell myself that shits ridiculous, face it..
so im writing
thoughts racing to make it to paper
hands catch what they can,
remember the rest later,
its funny how things get messed aint it?
and how you dream big when your breaths taken..

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