Friday, November 18, 2011

Sky full of Lighters (Sample)




Verse 1:
By the time you hear this, you've already got the notion
that my words flow like the ocean in perpetual motion
and i know royce and em already bodied this instrumental
but im hear to make it a little more sentimental
not about to make this a poem without complexity
because my integrity stems from a place you'll never be
i was brought up, raise right, and never wrong
and when the record played, this was the only song
that i heard, every word, no grey, just black and white
I guess it made me see things differently inspite
all the other opinions that confronted me with confliction
soon realized that wasn't a personality trait for my addition
So I  learned to keep my mouth shut when it was best
takin my anger out on my heavybag, and off my chest
it went away and till this day I can say
that it worked for a short time but i can no longer play
with these words and these thoughts and these feelings
they have been piling up for awhile, knees need some kneelings
and just as eminems evil and royce da 5'9  is bad
im tellin the story of the broad way ballet that I once had
I'm a straight version of swan lake, gettin closer to the black swan
white ones shortly fadin, score is u, zero...natalie portman, 1
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Hook:
This ones for you and me
living out our dreams
we are right where we should be
with my arms out wide, I open my eyes
and now, all I want to see
is a sky full of lighters
a sky full of lighters...
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Verse 2:
Havent been writin lately, struggelin with inspiration
2 different sides of me got me struggelin with relation
2 different spirits got me contemplating retaliation
but my 2 boys keep sayin let them haters keep hatin
but why they always gotta try and figure me out
if she tell me Im not what she thought, I might just shout
cuz this games gettin older, and im gettin older
and it seems the more I grow colder, the more weights on my shoulder
and I say that in the singular form cuz it feels like ones missin
It got to heavy and collapsed, that bitch wouldnt listen,
So I shoot up some novacane to numb the pain, its a gain
because it stops me from spinnin off this planet and going insane
speaking of planets, I'd rather be an interplanetary mane
Chillin with the aliens, we'll call it the EBE game
which stands for extraterrestrial biological entity
Buzz light year,yeah, we'll be doing it till inifity
and when my intensity comes back to this rap its a wrap
already plottin my next line, like destination on a map
Given up on GPS, always fightin with that fake woman
the way she tries to control me, I might as well marry that woman
and that was a little joke, so laugh but dont choke
about to end this verse like a hoe's panties, get soaked
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Hook:
This ones for you and me
living out our dreams
we are right where we should be
with my arms out wide, I open my eyes
and now, all I want to see
is a sky full of lighters
a sky full of lighters...
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Verse 3:
Im sorry if that last line may have insulted your intelligence
but my words on fire, I been eatin' some hell-a-mints
about to annihilate the haters, scientifically destruct 'em with the elements
no not the name brand, but this is my last will and testement
like bruno mars was sayin, I want  sky full of lighters
no longer in my nightmares do I want a sky full of spiders
terrying my dreams, seems like life to me for a sec
but I wake up, refreshed, yawnin what the heck?
Puttin on the ralph lauren, gettin ready for work
Hoppin in the Vette, I be ballin like Dirk
Heads turnin as Im on my way, and today is just another day
in the life and times of TLA, and you are not me so watch what you say
And yeah, I may only be five nine in glasses
but lets not forget Mike tyson was 5'9 and kicked asses
so dont judge a book by its cover you little prick
or yall gonna get waxed, like the end of my Q-tip

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