It's 02:12 A.M, & i'm still awake
sitting in my bed; writing 'nutter flake;
wondering what to do, my heart getting quake
The quakes in form of thoughts
havin' me lost in own maze
& last i go wondered: "Damn, what is hate?"
Love ain't so real. Surreal life it bring.
Unreal world we live through like an unknown thing.
Every night do i bling
& think: "What's called love?"
Love got nothin' on MY heart,
but why is it hurt, of blown things above?
& to remove the aches of life,
all night do i dang write
never know what to tell,
but there's something on my mind
that i spell down in B-words, you people name it freestyle.
sitting in my bed; writing 'nutter flake;
wondering what to do, my heart getting quake
The quakes in form of thoughts
havin' me lost in own maze
& last i go wondered: "Damn, what is hate?"
Love ain't so real. Surreal life it bring.
Unreal world we live through like an unknown thing.
Every night do i bling
& think: "What's called love?"
Love got nothin' on MY heart,
but why is it hurt, of blown things above?
& to remove the aches of life,
all night do i dang write
never know what to tell,
but there's something on my mind
that i spell down in B-words, you people name it freestyle.
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