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Alone (Rap)
Lyrics:
Alone, that's how I started, how I'll end up
Feelings that be pent up cause I tend ta
Be a bit too abrasive when these fake kids say shit
Too basic, bring it to my face and I'll break it
Jaded, avoiding all actions of idiots
Hated since my cynical sarcasm seems serious
Y'all delirious living in a misty haze
Waiting for a chance to misbehave in fifty ways
With something to prove and nothin to lose
I mean it must be the blues being stuck in your shoes
Mine got the laces tight plus the place is right
Situation so superior I struggle to stay polite
I'm an elite so if you can't stand the heat
Better plan to leave while crawling on ya hands and feet
I'd rather be solo, alone like a hobo
Than be forced to interact with these blathering bozos
Walking through this world alone
Alone, that's how I started, how I'll end up
Feelings that be pent up cause I tend ta
Be a bit aggressive regardless if I'm messed with
Too restless, quickly claim I've got the best spits
That's what I say to cut away from the loneliness
Only pissed cause I see you together holding bliss
The coldness hits hardest when laying in bed alone
Feeling like my solitary life is set in stone
Inside my head is home cause others don't get my tone
Keeps my brain bouncing back and forth like a metronome
Might be fighting makes those beside me highly flighty
But I'm finding it likely people don't actually like me and rightly
Because I'm insecure and since the pen is pure
I'm Traveling in directions I've never been before
Though I tend to store bad memories like those sent to war
And get ignored I know my life is meant for more
Alone, that's how I started, how I'll end up
Feelings that be pent up cause I tend ta
Be a bit too abrasive when these fake kids say shit
Too basic, bring it to my face and I'll break it
Jaded, avoiding all actions of idiots
Hated since my cynical sarcasm seems serious
Y'all delirious living in a misty haze
Waiting for a chance to misbehave in fifty ways
With something to prove and nothin to lose
I mean it must be the blues being stuck in your shoes
Mine got the laces tight plus the place is right
Situation so superior I struggle to stay polite
I'm an elite so if you can't stand the heat
Better plan to leave while crawling on ya hands and feet
I'd rather be solo, alone like a hobo
Than be forced to interact with these blathering bozos
Walking through this world alone
Alone, that's how I started, how I'll end up
Feelings that be pent up cause I tend ta
Be a bit aggressive regardless if I'm messed with
Too restless, quickly claim I've got the best spits
That's what I say to cut away from the loneliness
Only pissed cause I see you together holding bliss
The coldness hits hardest when laying in bed alone
Feeling like my solitary life is set in stone
Inside my head is home cause others don't get my tone
Keeps my brain bouncing back and forth like a metronome
Might be fighting makes those beside me highly flighty
But I'm finding it likely people don't actually like me and rightly
Because I'm insecure and since the pen is pure
I'm Traveling in directions I've never been before
Though I tend to store bad memories like those sent to war
And get ignored I know my life is meant for more
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