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Parallel Universes
Verse 1
Shut mouths, close your eye lids
As I share how messed up my life is
I mean was, content? Very explicit
Cuz’ I gets specific
I don’t beat around the bush
I trim it, because these dreams get so vivid
So…uh, bye bye kids
Parents tuck em’ in—
Tightly, tonight I might be
Writ-ing something so contagious
Once it’s airborne…The Raven
An Edgar Allen Poe flow “Nevermore…”
While every letter’s torn and burnt
In my mind cuz’ the pain hurts
The pains worse, when your locked away in a cage
When he only has his music to keep the demons away
A poet, who life’s on display
Every rap given, a turned page
Trust me you'll know it
Let’s skip a few chapters, past all the laughter
To the years nobody gave a crap til after
The tears over flowed the cup I had to drink from
Homeless, more than less
Begging for shelter and you kick me off your doorsteps??
Pardon me as I blow steam and vent out my life scenes
It seems as I never tongue ‘n’ cheek
I speak on the behalf of all these lost dreams,
To such a bitter cruel world, which departed
On a mission to see how harden my heart can get
What where we talking about again?
This cruel world or mine? I forgets…
Oh, you don’t mind?
Well good…
I haven’t even started yet!
Shut mouths, close your eye lids
As I share how messed up my life is
I mean was, content? Very explicit
Cuz’ I gets specific
I don’t beat around the bush
I trim it, because these dreams get so vivid
So…uh, bye bye kids
Parents tuck em’ in—
Tightly, tonight I might be
Writ-ing something so contagious
Once it’s airborne…The Raven
An Edgar Allen Poe flow “Nevermore…”
While every letter’s torn and burnt
In my mind cuz’ the pain hurts
The pains worse, when your locked away in a cage
When he only has his music to keep the demons away
A poet, who life’s on display
Every rap given, a turned page
Trust me you'll know it
Let’s skip a few chapters, past all the laughter
To the years nobody gave a crap til after
The tears over flowed the cup I had to drink from
Homeless, more than less
Begging for shelter and you kick me off your doorsteps??
Pardon me as I blow steam and vent out my life scenes
It seems as I never tongue ‘n’ cheek
I speak on the behalf of all these lost dreams,
To such a bitter cruel world, which departed
On a mission to see how harden my heart can get
What where we talking about again?
This cruel world or mine? I forgets…
Oh, you don’t mind?
Well good…
I haven’t even started yet!
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