Wanna go away
I got a producer thats sweeter then premier/
droppin severe beats for other peeps to clearly hear/
writin lyrics to develop my own thoughts and tolerance/
to be a better human and to learn the fuckin audience/
that depression aint the right way one should go/
trust me I know that stuff, been there to often/
too many times in my life ive felt forgotten/
but I managed to get up on my own cold feet/
strong enough stamp a hole in the concrete/
seen life as a threat and have been to afraid/
to mess up and cryed of fear to betray/
my own family just because ive been around/
being confound when surrounded, with life/
times when I feel better is with the sound of phife/
with the use of the mic I can spit my stomach pain/
and obtain sanity to stop makin' all these complains/
Sir E swings the rapstyle like the deadly melody/
makes expressions that only the gifted ones can see/
votes yes to gain a girlfriend that can show me pity/
wants the rap commitee to get the finger out of the bum/
my mouth goes numb without havin somebody to rap with/
nonacceptable when it is the bottom of the minority/
aint got much to do over the days cant even make priorities/
want authority in my life, want a good diet fo' life/
I thought I could make happiness over a night/
but I was wrong and the delighty invites was only shait/
why the fuck should I be polite fo when I get nothing/
not even the mail at the door or to live in palmsprings/
please dont dim the fall when I jump off the bridge/
just move the kids so they cant experience my splash/
please show beneficence and ship my spilling to bangladesh/
so the inhabitans can eat me and bang my bones to the desk/
Själv är jag inte speciellt nöjd med detta, men what the heck I want critisism! Jag utvecklas inget känner jag och behöver lite kritik.
We came from a distant land, our lives allready planned. We came in ships from across the sea, never again home we would see. And now we become american fruit, with african roots.
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