
Date of issue: 14.11.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fillmoe Coleman
Song language: English
Caught In A Verse |
Sometimes I feel like I’m caught in a verse |
Or I’m Bobby Fischer but nobody cared to search |
Can’t look my mother in the eye no mo' |
Can’t tell her that the I don’t get high no mo' |
Its the begining of a train wreck |
Hold ya heart cause believe me the camera won’t explain it |
Or contain it, an angel said «free» |
Was I really what you wanted me to be? |
You trust the soul of the icey cold |
Because they bump you where guns and the drugs is sold |
And where the gods said they’re born to roll |
And they’ll think like this until they gray and old |
I think back to when I was drug free, care free |
But that was long ago kinda like a memory |
Do you remember me? |
Man it was long ago |
We used to like each other livin in the Fillmoe |
You never said no I never said ho |
But like I said in the begining that was long ago |
And from the start yo you knew I wasn’t Mozart |
Marvin Gaye always said life comes apart |
And like a puzzle, some times it gets worse |
I’d probably break down if I step into church |
Man |
We had dreams of doin things with money |
Its funny how situations get ugly |
I usta believe when a girl says she love me |
But now I take off, don’t look back and keep runnin' |
A hundred miles an hour I’m hidin my smile |
But now I find time just for writin it down. |
huh |
It’s kill joy, I’m still your boy |
'til then I’mma build and destroy |
And fill the void |
I keep sinnin in this sensitive world |
Though I’ve never gotten this for a lesson to learn…(never) |
Baby keep askin me when I’d return |
Not knowin' I’m a playa in every sense of the word. |
HUH |
My momma cry she know I ain’t livin right |
Can’t legiaimize who I am in her mind |
Am I blind or just too ignorant? |
I’d give my life to feel that innocent |
I can’t look back |
Bags is packed |
Sayin «Won't nobody know where I’m at» .(gone) |
Across the map |
No contact leave the phone |
Rollin stone, and RARELY be at home |
I got a plan to get away |
Hustlin' a family |
We can live for betta days |
Or I mean HAPPY |
But everything comes with time |
ONE HEART |
ONE LUV |
ONE LIFE |
…its like that |
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