Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Im Stuck Somewhere in Between
Love And Chasing My Dreams
But The Love of Chasing My Dreams Is Killing The Thought Of Me Having a Queen
I figure Im Better'n Me
Better'n Us By Letting Her Leave
But She Is Not Even Mines to Keep
She Is A Blessing From God With Minds to Feed
Now Thats Food For Your Thoughtz And Cold Is My Heart So Lives I Freeze
Uncompatible I'm
So Uncompatible That I Cant Make Compatible Rhyme
So I Battle With Time
The Minutes Are Gunz, The Seconds Are Knifes
Figure i Speak Up Tommorow
And Swallow My Pride With Vodka to Follow
If I Drink Enough Of This Goose
My Mind Will Get Loose
So I'll Have An Excuse
Cuz I Feel What I Feel Is Real ONLY until I Find Something Better To Do
kbz.

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