Poetryu

Song Http://soundcloud.com/beezyrapperholicwilson/poetryu On the eve of my birthday My minds in the worst place No highs, I'm not thirsty Just a regular Thursday Birthdays, are treated like Christmas is Unless if your a loner then you dismiss the shit I was looking for something casual but she was trippin' She said nigga you need a job, I don't want ya ambition Guess I wasn't qualified enough for a late night dippin' But little ho, little did you know, soon it'll be different I walk a crooked path and set it ablaze Devil looking at my rap sheet, an elaborate maze My eyes on a great path with a Medusa's gaze I'm ball and chained to darkness in my music Use to be beatify now it seems like an illusion I see the world 5/8th empty He said here's 5 eighths...please don't tempt me My uncle died 40 days ago The only one I had, where did my pain go? Seemed like he died way before, where did your name go? R.I.P. but now im back to my main goal [Pause] I'm listening to Kendrick Lamar Wondering at 24 where i'd be and how far And if I could rise up and spar with a star Like Chris Brown did but no pounding just bars Heels with tar, and NC street nigga Couldn't get on a streak with me, defeat nigga You can be the best player even if you can't afford cleats No lying, just get on the field and unleash the beast On every track, I meet like Olympics, the rebel's free And bystanders look at the slaughter with devilish glee This is just me being frank like under the relish green I think I'm greatness and I don't know what embellish means This fella seems to only get heightened by tourist scenes Use to be mean, and now I'm towards the means If its even realistic aboard dreams Tryna shatter my sleep, I gotta nail and board my dreams Cause, I'm built tough like 4x4's on a four door Ford Knocking though your block, spiting, four,four's at ya' front door I tend to hate alot, I need to love more [Pause] My time is divided amongst vagina and rhyming I'm not perfect, just searching for perfect timing So alert, tell the clock clerk for certain, I am Lurkin', and when I come, I'm working on a Giant [Pause] I'll have a thousand kings on one knee Y'all running out the clock, I need another TD So when my brother sees me He sees what I seen a couple years previously Seriously, a movie scene As long as I'm still depressed and words still cryptic And show favoritism to hoes that I still stick with I'mma continue making this ill ass sick shit Until I'm ill, an ass, or sick...shit I worry about, my future at times I worry about who will be in my future at times I worry about if a crime Will make me a victim or convict at times