I painting a picture full of poetry
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And hope that you would notice the crack
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Showed you a clearer me and hope that you would mirror me back
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And hopes that I could travel the road full of pros
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And take that shit as far as it goes
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That I could feel the hand of time
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Give me a pat on the back
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That I could mean everything I often say in my raps
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But see love is sorta different in a way that it hurts
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But I will push through all the pain and show the weight of your work
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And they say that the hottest artists sets us apart
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But the fear you wold within is what determines a start
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I will never ever end it all you claim that you want
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And in the end you found you really never playing your part
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It was love at least that’s what I figure it was
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But it does, some shits that you’d never think that it does
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Like make you rip and tell her everything a part of yourself
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And show you things you probably never even thought of yourself
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You made me hate like every single part of myself
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That was ugly all I wanted was just really unatractive baby
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You were my whole earth and I was barely on your axis
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Maybe if I was a different person you would be affected maybe
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I just thought me breaking inside of myself
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And it’s really not a place on earth to hide from myself
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It’s hard to find the truth but you barely be lying yourself
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And have a face full of pride that’s not inside of yourself
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So I vow to never let my love outside of myself
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It’s just a message in the bottle and that bottle’s myself
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And somehow I still follow things I wish I could say
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Like even when I love God’s never with us or away
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Now I find myself alone because the bottom of my soul
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Is just a whole bunch of non sense a whole bunch of conscious
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A whole bunch of old shit a whole bunch of problems
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A whole bunch of substance a hole full of drama
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And when every single hole that’s been punctured
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The bottom of my soul becomes a whole fucking dumb song
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For the time I made mistakes and wasting away
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I knew things was just a failed attempt to take your place
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And I know this is just a way of letting you go
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But I be lying on this beat if I ain’t letting you know
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You probably never know how it fucking feels when I cry
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But here’s to every fucking tear in the shield of my eye
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Hurt to see behind the smoke once it clears in subside
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And every feeling that’s inside becomes a feeling you hide
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Becomes a part of your past becomes a feeling denied
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Becomes a strenght that it’s fail becomes a tear that you cry
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Becomes a part of your soul becomes the heart of yourself
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That you never once touched by any fucking one else
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But I’m really just at war with myself
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And this is just a fucking place in which I’m pouring myself
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So I can’t seem ‘em walking down my eyes
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But you also can’t feel the way I drown inside
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Can’t see the massive amount the weight I hold
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The type of shame I know the type of pain I hold
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Keep it all inside this very picture frame I wrote
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Song Cry
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Angel Haze |