Nothing Impossible.
• Written by TheMindOfAlex
Nothin, impossible.
Never falling to human opinion.
Still oughta keep on pushing,
Time is nothing, but an illusion.
While, you keep on waiting.
I see time is action,
Watch how, how they watching.
Momma said, you'll see em passing,
You need to do something.
get a job, and the education.
If they plot against.
Get the defense.
Tense, I'm not.
You begin to question.
Why they on me so hot,
Cooked, and stressed out.
Looking on the other side,
That's more green. Outside,
I seen too many fiends,
Reason why, I by all means,
willing to bleed, to break the creeds,
Give em, the needs, and not the wants.
It haunts, when you chase,
No need, can't get fatigued.
They on me like a disease,
No ease, I'm just trynna get to Sunday's.
Yet, also trying to get paid,
And a place to always rest my head.
Trying to avoid, the hearse, and coffin.
To be honest, fuck all the beef,
And claim strips, and hood politics.
They be like nigga please,
I'm on this government cheese.
Begin to crack a forty, and roll up this weed.
Then be, kicked back, with the family.
feeling the breeze, the chimes on porch singing.
on the front stoop, children out front playing.
And see there's no enemy, unless it's me.
On my neck the wooden crucifix beads,
tryna fulfil my deeds, then pant the seeds.
All the choices, we create, are choices,
That are either, for a better future,
To the reunion, see we're all eating.
Keep it real, in and out the studio,
then straight to the spot,
I know eventually,
this shit got to stop.
couple homies, with dreams
in the game, on the block,
Yet, they ended up quick forgot.
when the bullshit comes in,
and we're in the drought,
gaining the self-doubt.
Pick the homie up,
empty out the cup,
For The Lost Ones.
Only a couple, know what we feel.
it's like we're speaking in tongues.
til they, see it's real.
they'll never think we're suppose to be here.
So we'll still, be one step ahead,
While they say it's all in our heads.
Nothin impossible,
Just gotta keep control,
Keep control, Keep it original,
keep it g, a grand or million,
for the company, the family.
To the South, To The South Side,
There some hospitality,
yet, some hate because you have a heart beat.
Palpitation, causation, vexation, Another
Nike shoe, Addition onto the street wires above you.
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TheMindOfAlex
Member since April 19 2015