Loving To Starve, Starving To Love

Ace Hood- Tears

Maybe i got the beats wrong, maybe i let it seep too fast

my lyrics bleed too fast onto the page my last time i rap, im a poet,

i take it all back. I tried for you but you cant support me,

i carry you on my back, the last time i rap,

i wont write one single line for you because you cant understand the lines,

they dont reach you, they dont dispell fear,

they dont make you get up out of your seat and make you feel nearer to home

than you can ever feel with a phone. Most of yall afraid, starving for love,

and loving to starve. Defining the struggle is what you are.

I tried to move far from those who arent moving foward.

If you cant unlock doors then i feel like your poor no matter what kind of paper you hoard.

Yall love the struggle, it befuddles my mind, i understand grind rain or shine

but to struggle forever and expect superman to come and save you is wishfull thinking.

Im sorry, im just venting, this is starvation of the mind.

I expect the worst in these times.

You can expect no more spoken music, if you catch my vibe,

then feel it but thats the last of the words i say in this genre.

My words wasted, my time wasted, yall people not ready for it.

I cant even kick a metaphor without having to explain the content.

It makes me so sick. I feel rich in spirit, my love, in short, kick real shit.

But you cant tell fake people real shit,

to realize my closest friends are gonna leave because they dont understand me.

Its a lonely road im traverseing. Im sorry i cant keep on conversing

but i keep the rhyme scheme because i know this is the last time so i go on

content for you, keep the style for you. I dont understand you.

So i move far from you, my mind flies while yours walks,

my soul speaks while you talk. Im all about it,

the feelings i get define how i walk.

 

The best poems come with tears, balled up papers, holes in walls,

soiled drawels, but im tired of crying, tired of trying.

I wish i was congenitaly insentive, fuck, im whining, isnt it adorable,

my attitudes horrible, dragging this blanket down the corridor.

Just to take a piss on the bathroom floor. take a shit in the sink,

piss some more, then back down the hallway just to my notepad,

i get tired of looking at it all day, but yet you all still want more, its okay,

if i gave you the raps crumpled up in my trash can,

i wonder if i would be famous, wonder if i didnt give a shit,

would i be blameless. But yall need someone to scapegoat,

someone to stand tall while you gloat.

Look at him up there kinda like jesus, he a fool like yeezus.

Just because i chose the lonely road doesnt mean i need to be tormented

as i crawl along.

You just dont understand the demand that you put on one man,

you just cant fathom the pain deep inside that you cant repair.

Let it go, take it back it again, i need some sleep,

sheep with horns dance in my head,

i rip them off just to take the threat away.

Get carried away and run em off a cliff, pfffft, and i get pushed over.

The dark waves crash and take me over. I wake up, the nightmares over.

Life in hell has begun again, the heats just seems colder.

Relentless, the games been over.