Life as a seed
When I was a kid, beginnin to grow up/
I never felt invalid but now im lack of luck/
heard hiphop, two pac, notorious B.I.G and J5/
throught their glorious words I could survive/
it could accure to me as a very good advice/
rollin the dice and wish for the sixth side/
cuz I couldnt decide what to do for myself/
schoolbooks on the shelf, why I couldnt tell/
my mind was just spinnin around in circles/
wishin for miracles in my hard knocked life/
makin mom cry, couldnt play the cards right/
sittin up all night tryin to figure out/
why I was the kid on the block with no dreams/
as it seemed my life had no theme, no esteem/
and it leaved me all out with scars in my soul/
so bizarre that I could loose all my control/
Inte alltför heta rim enligt mig själv, hmm, tjae, but a track doesnt have to be all about advancement and stuff. Skulle vilja ha konstruktiv kritik! Några bra rader?
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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