The light that strikes against itself is hard as stone. A dream too many full of memories not my own. They're only shadows, they'll disappear. Their only destination: anywhere but here.
Belly first, unrehearsed, Im thrown from all Ive known. A silhouette set among the. badlands paved with stone. Photographs, fingerprints, fragile refugee.
Sightless, he watches the columns collide. As he wanders the canyon relentlessly wide. Empires are burning, the rain cuts his skin. And in every direction the sound closes in.
If I won't live a lie it's in my self defense. That I remember hiding then. If I'm eroding all the innocence. Am I running rigid once again?. And he won't hear me now in the darkest hour.
Whenever I was silenced, when I was on my own. A brutal cold existence, I believed I was gone. Now I stand no longer nameless. Though I've lost more than I'll find.
Sooner or later. Ready or not. We find ourselves dissolved in soil. The big sleep state. I don't worry. When you got to go you got to go. But wouldn't it be nice to have a say.
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It was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali. Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's. Threw on enough gold for any girl's pleasure.
Squeeze the trigger. . Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage. Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge. Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor.
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My lifestyles crazy,I'm luxury lazy. So much gold that jewelry don't phase me. Coroless phone,eight or nine homes. Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones.
Sex in the morning,sex at night,sex in the afternoon's alright. Ain't a man on earth,that can stay alive. Without a, sex drive. . Sex (x4). . I was in a contest to rock the world.
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Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them. Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation. Traumatized, retreat and submit, habitual failure, they no longer attempt.
Thirteen years I was locked away,. A life thrown under the wheel.. As each day passed, I never looked back,. Just a beat down body with a mind intact.
In your mind. Nothing but fear. You can't face life. Or believe death's near. . A vision of life. On television screens. An existence created. From empty dreams.
Searching, Wandering. Looking for the perfect specimen. Still pure, immature. Acknowledged sickness concealed, swaggering. Unseen, stalking. Ascertain the prey.