Take Whats Left
Dawn of a New
Can you see what's inside?
Take whats left see you can have satan's seconds,
I've surrendered my body for eternety in his pressence
There is no time like the present so it's time to make it happen
Nothing stacking from rapping but still I'm spiritually clapping
This games like a fashion cause I am wearing it out
and this poem's only a fraction of what I'm really about
Everybody demonstrates a place where demons stray
all people are driven by these demons they penatrate
Concentrate let your lips enlist in higher octave
can your average player toss this ruthless evil apocalypse
The voice inside is strange it keeps on telling me things
I cant stand it but still I manage to damage what's in my brain
A bad habit I've got to change but first I must obtain
Three symptons of so called pain this static, friction, and rain
I dedicate this to all who chooses to doubt me
talking loud about my business when you nothing about me
Though my eyes is cloudy and red my vision is clear
I see the masks put on your face like I'm the man in your mirror
yeah I've mad bad decisions and I have faced repercussions
How can you expect me to change still at the top of disscussions
Your visions of me are punches leaving my ego with bruises
How do you wipe a slate clean if its dirty rags you be using
A battle I'll always be losing no matter what I do right
No one will ever see who I am truly how will I ever find light
Hope it's at the end of the tunnel that's where I've funneled my tears
Put them off and dismissed it but I've been drowning for years
but still I'll continue to teach and not practice what's preached
Hoping maybe god will forgive me the more souls that I reach
So until my story is told and my origami unfolds
You'll never see what was I was inside just the shape that you mold