Plot Line

[Hook: Marc E. Bassy] Was it all wrong? Was it just the wrong time? Was the feeling too much, for your plot line? (x2) [Verse 1: Locksmith] If I lay my soul If I pave my road If I don't see then will it take control? If I speak my mind, if I spill my heart If I take these bullets will it kill my art? If I march off beat, will it yield my life? If I write you a tweet will it still suffice? If I said 8 years ago "you were cheering in the streets" It would peak on that very same night Go ahead, shoot me, hang me, choke me, lynch me, jail me Tell me the dream then pinch me Wake me up, from My somber sleep But we a fall down on the calmest feet But we all calm down when we start to see What is dangled is based off against the weak Whatever angle you take medicates the meek You can never find love when it's hate you seek When you trapped in the same eye Frame as the enemy You become slain by the same kind of energy Now you're the centerpiece of a centered centerpiece I just wanna pray that the Angels remember me Tried to climb out, it was too steep (what?) Might've timed out, it was too deep (oh) They say we all the same, but we unique What do you think? [Hook: Marc E. Bassy] Was it all wrong? Was it just the wrong time? Was the feeling too much, for your plot line? (x2) [Verse 2: Locksmith] And I remember arguments with my mom I was irate but she remained calm Taught me the time it takes to make qualms Feed into pride and angst and that's wrong I know that you long revenge and retribution But when you feed in that's never the solution Once you start change how you feel in your heart and the hate disembarks That's a real revolution! It's not about death, it's not about threats, it's not about the preference of your sex Not about the clothes that you wear Or the length of your hair Or the "O"s that you write on your check I know you feel stranded I know you feel branded I know you wanna lash out and speak candid I know you wanna punch the wall and bring it to em all But if you do then they're more in command And till you understand it You'll be short handed Take it ass a tool to use to your advantage Know what I say may seem Outlandish You could give in but it'll only do damage Only set you back. only hold you down A life full of hurt was the only thing you found We been on the ground so long that we long for the dirt But it's time that we search for the truth now [Hook: Marc E. Bassy] Was it all wrong? Was it just the wrong time? Was the feeling too much, for your plot line? (x2)