I believe in her so much its true, can't see this thro-o-ough, o-ouh-oo
all I feel now are the bluesss, babyy, don't wanna lie, wanna stay true, (but i hate to say IT!
what i make it for??what can I doo-ooo...
why I fake it for???why can't I just be coo-oo-ool.

its 4:55 am and I'm awake thinking about you...i have a doctor's appointment tomorrow at 2 pm and I haven't slept a good sleep in awhile.


But that doesn't deter the fact that my mind can't stop its gears and grind to halt. No, not when I'm thinking about you.




I miss you.




There hasn't been a night yet where I haven't thought about you. You're everything to me still..it's sad to admit..it hurts to admit it.

I hate to feel this still while you feel nothing
it makes me ill and feel like i am the silly
one to miss you so feverishly.


fuck this. dude




I want to make languages and speak with you, talk to you. I want us to be weird with each other and accept each other for who we are. I'm sorry I became so shady, I'm sorry I became so gross and naughty. I'm sorry for everything.


I just want it all back, how many sorries must it take?! =[


its never coming back. and I miss you so.

Is it over yet man?

I swear this is true, I'm just that in love man.
can't help but be hooked, like a fish on the line
how i wish i had a dime, she's always on my mind
don't know what to do, one love, one love, like bob marley
But these slobs hardly, give me a hard on, sluts and their behinds
I ain't trying to dance behind. I keep a close distance, if that makes sense
but these girls don't make sense, I'm sorry, I juts don't make sense. I'm not looking for a second dance, a second chance, I reckon change ain't something I'm repping mayng. My own style's so insane, gotta keep myself on the same, level as these fucking lames, but I gotta say I'm fly, yeah I'm sorry cocky, but my fly's down now so say hi, to my little dick bitch suck it dryyyy now.

fuck rape, fuck racism, and fuck haters,
all yall fucking take what we make and dip down the fader
fucking sinister, darth vadar, minister, bought later, religion wasnt turned on in my head yet maybe, I realized that I didn't udnerstand what I was saying until now I know ho I am and I know what must be done. I havne't stayed concious enough for long, and when I write and flow it comes out, IO know who I am, iI can can ebe in the zone right now.

i spit a flow

My heart is made of gold, so them bitches be mining anyways, gold diggers

my heart is made of gold, why you thinking these bitches digging for?
(why you think these bitches diggin me or dont you think these bitches diggin me
my art is where im sold, im top of the line, spitting from the top every line, these bitches tops are looking fine, they take em off and im like damnn dimee.

a dime's just a ten away, itinerary, fingers hairy, find me haley, shes a big browned cutie, peeling back her layers cause she's a friggin cutie,
feeling a stack of papers cause money is my duty

be mine in seven days
in seven lays, seven ways, we can have a heavens play, angels lay, down in the sand where i kick up my feet yeah man,

i aint a knock off, no metal knocker,