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Join Date: Jun 2008
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I wrote this today to the Beanie Sigel tune Feel It In The Air. Let me know what you's think. Haven't put in a hook yet, but I am working on it..
Safe (VERSE ONE) Shots ring body slumps to the left, Hear screams as the pumps to my head, See cameras framing the moment, Flashes tear through the air Images captured saved to the phonebook Glares and the stares so painfully potent Swear that their demons Hid in the forms of my friends, Sent out to peform at my death. Knelt at my altar unevenly paved, Streetlights shine down bleeding their rays, Tears from the sky, patter the concrete, And drip from the eye of the contraption above me, Hear roars from the devil below me Echoing the thunder revelling my soul beef Wind whistles sounding its chant As I kneel down soaking the ground in my blood. (VERSE TWO) It seems neverending the barrell still silent Bullet still trapped its powerful enviroment, Wielder still watching making my nightmare, Blood still clotting staining his Nike Air's, Sweat meandering contours of my face Mixed with blood an abnormal embrace, The burn in my chest Disturbing my breath As the hole opens like the curtains of death, And I slip out of darkness into the light Then back from the light to the whims of the night I Call for an ending Call for a sentence, Call to the Lord for warmth of repentance, But winters scorn from the heavens Chills on my spine symbols my neglection Celestial Peace takes over my whole I lived on the street so my souls in the road. BANG! (VERSE THREE) No thoughts, no vision required I lived through the violence I'll slip through silence Clutching a crucifix Pray that my Son stays Away from the streets and the stains that my blood makes, I now see through the power of retrospect All the signs that I missed with the threat of death I epitomise the greed of a rich man Always the next never pleased whats in this hand, And If I felt the Air I would have understood life is a gift and the wealth is there, The wiseman carries, the burden of wisdom, And the fool is a burden existing Ive learnt through the system One life, One Chance Reckonised when One Mic struck Nas So I hope for forgiveness I wrote what I witnessed Dreamed in the hope that Ive listened |
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