copyrighted 2004 hah
I figured Id do some different shit as part of my journal..considering a 'journal' is suppose to express something about that person rather than jus list an itinary of the day past. So here is some shyte i have written either on the train to or from uni at uni in breaks or during lectures :P Its hard to call them lyrics when they jus written out in front because you cant understand the flow of them without the beat n rhythm with which i was thinking in when i wrote each little bit. Cos the beat would depend on my mood n shit lol..so really this is kinda just like writings, thoughts, poetry some may call it..i duno lol..so here we are. I thought id write em out in here..cos i wana take em out of my lecture notebook so randoms dont read them..so instead..im putting them on internet haha...: /
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Wana..tell you how I feel/ But i feel thats its too much to reveal/ Itll leave me exposed, naked for my thoughts will remain sacred/ Theyre very dear to my heart/ like some form of eccentric, fundamental type art/ Im a larikin, beach bum, conniver/ my rhymes will leave you buckling like a free falling sky diver/ I aint no liar/ But come D day youll discover some things about me/ never written in my history/ Philosophy...is the subject when people ponder, wonderin' how long until this life is over/ No use dwelling on the past or the future/ live for now for tomorrow is another venture.
Everywhere I go peeps be dissing and/ Bringing others down until theyre insignificant/ Bitching, manipulating, toying with emotions/ Bringing feelings down to the pits of an ocean/ we need to 'heal the world' yeh make it a better place/ cos right now this shits in poor taste/ we dont wana waste/ this land given unto us/ conforming with other nations to save face is fucking us.
Get into the groove, yeh youve got to prove. Your flow for the funk, bro..Step back, take a geez and breathe, release yeh spit them feelings free..
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My parents used to fight [yeh that musta been hell]
Nah i got used to it, tried not to dwell
on the negatives, thats my philosophy, priority
slaughter life like a wave if thats your flavoured velocity.
Ride it until the thrill be over for theres plenty of time to rest when you dead.
The wave is like the music and the ride is like the tread.
If your grooving to hip hop, try not to prance/ freelance them moves like you a machine, move on that floor til its squeaky clean.
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I was bought up tough/ so thats what I am..not too many peeps could go through what I can [have]. I recognise and know the sun shines after ran and Im precautious everytime I step on a plane...for we all share the same fear..that fear being death..Sometimes thinking of life leaves me begging for breath.
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I hate liars, connivers, deceivers..the ones whod fuck you over just to gain some leverage. And people whos stares always seem to lurk, 'take a picture' what the hell you looking at jerk. Possesive people too/ sure this countries free but that mean shyte all cos you [dont own me]. Education shouldnt come hand in hand with hefty fees. For bettering peoples lifestyles should be close to dirt cheap.
People over the world trading their life for no cause.
Politicians otherwise refer to this [policy] as war.
What are we protecting, our freedom?
or are we just fighting for well dressed hethans.
Broken promises, lies and shattered dreams.
Only wishing they could experience some of lifes beautiful things.
I lie awake at night thinking of all sorts.
From friends, to love, conspiracies and rorts.
Is it worth the energy to worry?
or should I be ignorant and ignore all the sorry
people in the street without enough money to eat
but theres always mula for war..theres always cash for war...[chorus]
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I feel like im sinking
into a deeper set of thinking
unsure of where i belong
keep telling myself to be strong
it wont be long
til some form of relief comes along
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I go to uni daily [5 days a week]
The course im doing wont get me to what I really seek.
Duno if im doin this shit for me
[or for my family]
Muddled thoughts about what i want
The word is out and pressures on
Listening to music is my inspiration
Words of the artist put me in my place and
allow me to question parts of the globe
tuning into the 'hoods' showed
me that everyone is capable of great things
and even beggars can live out their life as kings
so then so can I
well i can try...
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Love is pain and torture is loving someone when the feeling isnt mutual.
Confusion and sorrow behind these eyes
reaching out for you although its denied.
Trying to find truth in all the lies
The list of wants goes on but 'sigh'
I know what I crave will never be.
hard for you to love me when you barely notice me...
I got people round me id consider friends
havent worked out yet if they really genuine
each time one deceives me it takes a while to mend
my heart and my trust in myself and in them...
Writing your name on blades of grass..loving you be a pain in the ass. Especially when you look through me like glass. need to get you to notice me..and fast. But who am I kidding? could it last...
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Thatll do for now..jus little snippets of verse type things..meh..im too tired to write em all out..they ordinary anyways lol..im jus bored. goodnight to all :)
ox
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Wana..tell you how I feel/ But i feel thats its too much to reveal/ Itll leave me exposed, naked for my thoughts will remain sacred/ Theyre very dear to my heart/ like some form of eccentric, fundamental type art/ Im a larikin, beach bum, conniver/ my rhymes will leave you buckling like a free falling sky diver/ I aint no liar/ But come D day youll discover some things about me/ never written in my history/ Philosophy...is the subject when people ponder, wonderin' how long until this life is over/ No use dwelling on the past or the future/ live for now for tomorrow is another venture.
Everywhere I go peeps be dissing and/ Bringing others down until theyre insignificant/ Bitching, manipulating, toying with emotions/ Bringing feelings down to the pits of an ocean/ we need to 'heal the world' yeh make it a better place/ cos right now this shits in poor taste/ we dont wana waste/ this land given unto us/ conforming with other nations to save face is fucking us.
Get into the groove, yeh youve got to prove. Your flow for the funk, bro..Step back, take a geez and breathe, release yeh spit them feelings free..
___________________________________________________________________________________
My parents used to fight [yeh that musta been hell]
Nah i got used to it, tried not to dwell
on the negatives, thats my philosophy, priority
slaughter life like a wave if thats your flavoured velocity.
Ride it until the thrill be over for theres plenty of time to rest when you dead.
The wave is like the music and the ride is like the tread.
If your grooving to hip hop, try not to prance/ freelance them moves like you a machine, move on that floor til its squeaky clean.
__________________________________________________________________________________
I was bought up tough/ so thats what I am..not too many peeps could go through what I can [have]. I recognise and know the sun shines after ran and Im precautious everytime I step on a plane...for we all share the same fear..that fear being death..Sometimes thinking of life leaves me begging for breath.
__________________________________________________________________________________
I hate liars, connivers, deceivers..the ones whod fuck you over just to gain some leverage. And people whos stares always seem to lurk, 'take a picture' what the hell you looking at jerk. Possesive people too/ sure this countries free but that mean shyte all cos you [dont own me]. Education shouldnt come hand in hand with hefty fees. For bettering peoples lifestyles should be close to dirt cheap.
People over the world trading their life for no cause.
Politicians otherwise refer to this [policy] as war.
What are we protecting, our freedom?
or are we just fighting for well dressed hethans.
Broken promises, lies and shattered dreams.
Only wishing they could experience some of lifes beautiful things.
I lie awake at night thinking of all sorts.
From friends, to love, conspiracies and rorts.
Is it worth the energy to worry?
or should I be ignorant and ignore all the sorry
people in the street without enough money to eat
but theres always mula for war..theres always cash for war...[chorus]
___________________________________________________________________________________
I feel like im sinking
into a deeper set of thinking
unsure of where i belong
keep telling myself to be strong
it wont be long
til some form of relief comes along
___________________________________________________________________________________
I go to uni daily [5 days a week]
The course im doing wont get me to what I really seek.
Duno if im doin this shit for me
[or for my family]
Muddled thoughts about what i want
The word is out and pressures on
Listening to music is my inspiration
Words of the artist put me in my place and
allow me to question parts of the globe
tuning into the 'hoods' showed
me that everyone is capable of great things
and even beggars can live out their life as kings
so then so can I
well i can try...
___________________________________________________________________________________
Love is pain and torture is loving someone when the feeling isnt mutual.
Confusion and sorrow behind these eyes
reaching out for you although its denied.
Trying to find truth in all the lies
The list of wants goes on but 'sigh'
I know what I crave will never be.
hard for you to love me when you barely notice me...
I got people round me id consider friends
havent worked out yet if they really genuine
each time one deceives me it takes a while to mend
my heart and my trust in myself and in them...
Writing your name on blades of grass..loving you be a pain in the ass. Especially when you look through me like glass. need to get you to notice me..and fast. But who am I kidding? could it last...
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Thatll do for now..jus little snippets of verse type things..meh..im too tired to write em all out..they ordinary anyways lol..im jus bored. goodnight to all :)
ox