Me Rapping Over Drake's Going In For Life
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Hope and Regret
When I think back on my time
I see all the things that I could have done to make life mine
Seen friends turn the wrong corner, friends do the crime
My own actions are the only things that confine
Mentally, I view what I can be potentially, essentially all I have to do is me
It can all be done easily but spiritually I’m not the man I planned to be
I don’t like what the world has become, turning keep turning little ball around the sun
But its not done, no its not over, because when love is gone that’s when world gets colder
People I have loved have given me the cold shoulder
Hope I don’t regret what I’ve done when I get older
And if you’re listening no I’m not depressed, I’m just a little kid yet to set off on my quest
Life is just a test, a test for me to be the best and leave the rest, success with no mess
And while I may sound self centered I am not alone
I just would like to mentally return home, back to my place of peace
A place where people don’t by thirty grams or more at least
It seems weed has come to dominate my friend’s lives; I ignore what’s there just to avoid my mental strife
Never let girls become the object of affection, because when love is not detected you are not respected
Yet again I don’t always follow what I say, going through life passing on day by day
And while what I preach may be an exaggeration, we are all the products of a ruined nation
Please catch the train before it leaves the station, 2010 earthquake, yea I still pray for Haitians
I’ve been described as a hopeless romantic, but when I fall asleep my dreams of you are so fantastic
Love is magic, that drastic feeling pure like water, soft and delicate but it can still come down and slaughter
And yes I’ve been slaughtered; my mind has been changed and rearranged by the shock of pain, forever stained
It a shame that things aren’t the way they could be, only one outcome and that’s the way it should be
Awfully contradictory you follow me?
Chrissaybay is often an anomaly although I try not to be
And while my feelings may betray the things I always do, girl I really hope you know that I’ll always love you
I hope the feeling’s true.
Laying on the lawn below a sky that’s blue, with the moon and the stars, do you see them too?
World spinning keep spinning yea I love the view, and if you take the view away no I will not sue
To get back at you
Ill just live and let live, give me lots of love and love is what I shall give
Just ignore the hate because the love is much greater; ignore the pain, because the pleasure’s safer
And later, when I’m away getting paper, I’ll call you up and we’ll talk bout the Lakers
And the New York Knicks, and although you may think I’m away slaying chicks carefree
Its not true, it betrays me, and If I can’t be me the way I’d like to be
I guess death is the only way to set me free, but I’m not suicidal
Because I am my idol, conceited young man yes I am my own rival
Self improvement I’m the one that’s liable, responsibility maniacal
I’ve been me from the start, and this is from the heart
If you hit me up, I’ll try to do my part, I’ll even shop at K-Mart, I gotta stay smart
I like cars I roll around in a Land Rover, and girl if your lonely you can still come over
And we can chill in the park and pick four leaf clovers, I feel bad for mom, mad is what I drove her
So my run is over, yea the fun is over, yea I’m bored of rapping so I’m done its over
I see all the things that I could have done to make life mine
Seen friends turn the wrong corner, friends do the crime
My own actions are the only things that confine
Mentally, I view what I can be potentially, essentially all I have to do is me
It can all be done easily but spiritually I’m not the man I planned to be
I don’t like what the world has become, turning keep turning little ball around the sun
But its not done, no its not over, because when love is gone that’s when world gets colder
People I have loved have given me the cold shoulder
Hope I don’t regret what I’ve done when I get older
And if you’re listening no I’m not depressed, I’m just a little kid yet to set off on my quest
Life is just a test, a test for me to be the best and leave the rest, success with no mess
And while I may sound self centered I am not alone
I just would like to mentally return home, back to my place of peace
A place where people don’t by thirty grams or more at least
It seems weed has come to dominate my friend’s lives; I ignore what’s there just to avoid my mental strife
Never let girls become the object of affection, because when love is not detected you are not respected
Yet again I don’t always follow what I say, going through life passing on day by day
And while what I preach may be an exaggeration, we are all the products of a ruined nation
Please catch the train before it leaves the station, 2010 earthquake, yea I still pray for Haitians
I’ve been described as a hopeless romantic, but when I fall asleep my dreams of you are so fantastic
Love is magic, that drastic feeling pure like water, soft and delicate but it can still come down and slaughter
And yes I’ve been slaughtered; my mind has been changed and rearranged by the shock of pain, forever stained
It a shame that things aren’t the way they could be, only one outcome and that’s the way it should be
Awfully contradictory you follow me?
Chrissaybay is often an anomaly although I try not to be
And while my feelings may betray the things I always do, girl I really hope you know that I’ll always love you
I hope the feeling’s true.
Laying on the lawn below a sky that’s blue, with the moon and the stars, do you see them too?
World spinning keep spinning yea I love the view, and if you take the view away no I will not sue
To get back at you
Ill just live and let live, give me lots of love and love is what I shall give
Just ignore the hate because the love is much greater; ignore the pain, because the pleasure’s safer
And later, when I’m away getting paper, I’ll call you up and we’ll talk bout the Lakers
And the New York Knicks, and although you may think I’m away slaying chicks carefree
Its not true, it betrays me, and If I can’t be me the way I’d like to be
I guess death is the only way to set me free, but I’m not suicidal
Because I am my idol, conceited young man yes I am my own rival
Self improvement I’m the one that’s liable, responsibility maniacal
I’ve been me from the start, and this is from the heart
If you hit me up, I’ll try to do my part, I’ll even shop at K-Mart, I gotta stay smart
I like cars I roll around in a Land Rover, and girl if your lonely you can still come over
And we can chill in the park and pick four leaf clovers, I feel bad for mom, mad is what I drove her
So my run is over, yea the fun is over, yea I’m bored of rapping so I’m done its over
Thursday, April 21, 2011
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