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There I Go
(专辑: Dichotomy B - 2004)
Feel my struggle, feel my pain Feel my plea this is me So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose Worth its weight in gold Penetrate the
infrastructure of friend berated, who waited, evaded 'fore life was confiscated What made it complicated was, often times, the
light reflecting me was dim and faded Ooh yeah, and still I
made it Oh boy, mama's pearling almond joy Dodging every blow of Satan's plot employ A
hero, saving lives that you see before you Fighting that which may destroy you, writing your redemption for you So, here I
go; I
brought my frame: the
loyal Future at four, five I
let you tell your kids about who came before you And, if a
moment such as this is true, and this desire change your frame of mind, embrace and pray it touches you So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose Yo, I
never thought I
would of got to the
point of tired of rocking these joints Cause my knees bleed like arteries, clotting my want and ambitions Cause my position in this industry steadily, it seems to be, grudgingly keeping me in opposition of opportunities of reaching the
unreachable, teaching the
un-teachable, speaking the
unspeakable The
realness in life, in the
image that of Christ and the
way I
choose to write it in my diary the
irony is tiring Discussing depression, there's so many lessons I've learned, and my concern is for those who connect with it but never get the
chance to get it, (so I
go everywhere I
know) There's pain and there's suffering The
game got me hustling for change, and it's strange The
same issues never get answers or solutions It's time for revolution in this music, so I
choose to keep on spitting this medicine So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose So many years I
suffered pain I
value most were deemed worthless So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose So many years I
suffered pain, and some seldom believe what I
became: lame and fed up with fame The
things I
value most were deemed worthless, but black and back And that I
seemed nervous, with no purpose
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