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Scars (Tribute to my fake GF Vanessa)
- Verse 1:
- My parents claim that I'm a "disgrace to humanity"
- Is it just me or is this anger turning into insanity
- My dad says I'm stupid, he's claims I'm insane
- My mom calls me mental, fucked up in the brain
- I'm out of the house now, going bar to bar I started cutting when I was 12, I still have the scars
- Yesterday I robbed a store and popped some pills
- I express my depression from my hip hopping skills
- I'm going use music and rap to my advantage
- Fuck these memory scars, times to use a bandage
- I'm gonna rap, and lyrically write some music
- Take these memories, turns them into raps and use it
- I can see clearly now, I can see the traps Fuck that,
- I'm not going through another relapse
- I'm not afraid of my memories,
- I will not fear it Take my stories,
- and write them down as lyrics
- Verse 2:
- ''Felt like time stood still when she kept getting sicker
- my cloud got thicker
- only thing that cured me was my best friend ''liquor''
- looking at her sleep
- while my thoughts are drowning deep
- Damn who knew lifes can fade so fast
- even tho her memory will forever last I'll
- keep on singing about her past
- while my heart shatters when I think of her laugh
- she was the person that stood me close forever by my side
- now I'm holding this rose I can see her getting lowered but to me she flies
- she's with dad now looking down on me cry
- but my scars are deep and the hill is steep
- I keep on climbing for each day that pass just to make it last
- but is it getting any better? that's why im writing you this letter...'
- Verse 3:
- I've gotten up the same amount of times
- that I've fallen down Pound for pound
- Matched round for round
- And a fire sparks that will never go out
- Never be doused
- Clowns outta town I ain't playin around
- That circle route If i sound foul
- Then blow the whistle but that ain't stoppin me
- from breaking my bounds now I may look like a mouse
- but I scare elephants in the room out the house
- And I doubt I've found an inch of stable ground
- but I'm able to drown my doubts with faithful shouts
- And as I wait to pounce the hateful sounds
- Can't phase me now Or my fate that hounds Hate me now?
- When will it stop? Discrimination every day in every nation
- every single minute in this big abomination
- I've been patient
- But the payments
- past due for all this wasted pain and Suffering we gotta make do
- With what we came with
- But the gain is overrated
- I don't wanna be a part of all this fame
- hatred game
- tainted never be the same
- I've faded To black And I don't just mean rap
- When will it end? Fake friends Faded out your life
- Like faint pens Make you bend over
- Backwards But when you crawling back
- They backing out the back door different plans
- different people
- And you left to fend for yourself again
- Self dependent Welfare you in debt again
- Health don't mean a damn when you got no wealth
- to pay the goddamn apartment rent And you partly dead By next weekend You sit in bed cause you sick in the head
- And bitch in lead and throw fits instead
- And the words don't mean crap you seeing red
- And feeling dread
- ain't no meds that could do the healing or fix the mess
- But you'd do anything to get away from the pain so you take one pill then
- You drink the rest
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