I used to break til I got broken
now im back on this art shit
the boy so stupid they think he on dat smart shit.
but, they know better.
been a go get her.
til i stop tryna chase.
so we could chill at myspace.
after movie.
the convo we had didn't move me.
my mind was wrapped around something more soothing.
like a smoothie.
on a hot day in the A.
just trials and tribulations in the life of mr. weigh.
so heavy so i hold it on heart.
born under a bad sign with an early start.
and they stay upset cause i take my time.
like listening to a beat before the rhyme.
appreciate the package.
and everyone has their own baggage.
just cause i leave mine in customs don't mean i cant hack it.
so should i stop givin' a fuck and start lettin' go.
people onlooking like i'm afraid to grow?
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
I often get told that I put too much thought into things.
I feel like that is what's contributing to my conversion
into a bad person. Not perfect. No desire to be.
Just working on being a better me.
I know I can't do it alone, no one should.
Yet I often find myself by myself.
Saying the wrong things cause I'm speaking my mind.
When do we or in this case i hold each other or ourselves
accountable? I mean I'm no different than anyone on this planet.
I play the game the best way i know how.
Do people get upset because its not how they would play it?
I'm always open to suggestions, but at the end of it all who's gotta do the work?
you and nobody else.
I feel like that is what's contributing to my conversion
into a bad person. Not perfect. No desire to be.
Just working on being a better me.
I know I can't do it alone, no one should.
Yet I often find myself by myself.
Saying the wrong things cause I'm speaking my mind.
When do we or in this case i hold each other or ourselves
accountable? I mean I'm no different than anyone on this planet.
I play the game the best way i know how.
Do people get upset because its not how they would play it?
I'm always open to suggestions, but at the end of it all who's gotta do the work?
you and nobody else.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
I thought our differences would be were we connect.
Guess that what I get for operating with respect.
My nonchalant-ness lead to neglect.
Nonsense.
Due to lack of com-sense.
Turned her to an object.
I know better than that.
Like veterans rap.
With purpose.
A personal person.
Who takes pride in his verses.
Valuing my worth when everything seems worthless.
Balance is my challenge.
Gifts vs. curses.
Perception vs. reality.
Maybe vs. actually.
Never thought it would be this hard to rejoin my faculty.
That I never left.
Just holding it down at a different locale.
Ask me to speak then get vexed when i get vo cal.
Guess that what I get for operating with respect.
My nonchalant-ness lead to neglect.
Nonsense.
Due to lack of com-sense.
Turned her to an object.
I know better than that.
Like veterans rap.
With purpose.
A personal person.
Who takes pride in his verses.
Valuing my worth when everything seems worthless.
Balance is my challenge.
Gifts vs. curses.
Perception vs. reality.
Maybe vs. actually.
Never thought it would be this hard to rejoin my faculty.
That I never left.
Just holding it down at a different locale.
Ask me to speak then get vexed when i get vo cal.
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