I drink to that... my life

[bez]

It sad, going mad, when you live like a dusche,
An you hope for a bag at the weekend, thats the truth,
But you can't let em see, that inside of you, youre cryin,
Screamin, with no way of cuppin out the feelin,
You squash all your feelings, youre bleedin an dying,
Claim youre on top of your game, but why then...
You sit back an let peeps attack and take your credit,
You was guna fight back, make a scene, but nah, forget it,
You wimp out and sit back, arms crossed, grit your teeth,
Cos only when you sleep is when youre truly at peace,
Drownin deep, in your sorrow cos tomorrow is the same,
An youre stuck in Jumanji, a game you dont wana play,
Youre lost in the wild, jungle trapped by the vines,
An you can't rewind to a time to before you rolled the dice,
So you smile and turn the other cheek, lookin twice as nice,
In the mirror you look fucking weak, so you fight an slice,
Your persona into a milly bits, each of them scar'd,
With all your lifes work, shattered, broken, layin in shards,
All equal nothing, an amount to jack shit,
Youre stuck in retail when you write so good kid,
An when you rap and record it, you sound fucking sickly,
But your scared of success so you finish it up so quickly,
Really... you don't want em takin your place on the throne,
Cos you ain't released a song, but your a King, an you know,
If you did, you would kill em, Liverpool's evil villian,
Who got a story to tell, an its guna make a killin,
But you bottle it, Pepsi Co, but you never ever let it go,
A friend said 'its too late... youre 26', I said 'fucking so',
Too late for a change, cos my change is gettin heavy,
Weighing down in my pockets cos I'm lending off every...
... body that I know, for pennies a small fortune,
Tryna buy a mic cos its the only thing I can talk to,
Who don't answer back say I'm rubbish or I'm crap,
Tell me retail is where I'll stay cos that's where I'm at,
Matter fact, soon as this clip, hits Youtube, I quit,
So give me some views so I can see clearly, that if,
My future aint written, let me write it wit an endin,
That I figure will be good for my family and friends, an,
When I finally make it, you'll get the respect you deserve,
I learned to walk as an early bird, now I'm running scared,
Of this world cos it hates me, driving me crazy,
Been dreamin of this since a baby an now I seen Shady,
I decided its time to make this whole world mine,
Cos I'm quick with a bar... cos Pacha saved my life,
Music touched my soul, beats and lyrics touched my spirit,
Drinkin mate? Here give it, lifes for living and I'm in it,
I'm a celebrate life cos on this day I stand free,
Never ever selling out to myself, no Plan B,
Its plan A, right ahead, not stoppin, never did,
Write a verse every night, since 13, as a kid,
Got lyrics in every corner of my brain, I'm boxed off,
In a vault, my collateral, ready to blow the locks off,
An release em the world, cos its time you all heard,
Time you all understood, time you all fucking cared,
That I'm better than most, I'm here, they ghosts,
Coming out with shitty albums, I promise, I won't,
Just a chance is all I need to succeed, a no hoper,
Heath Ledger, cos I promise I will never play the joker,
Again, cos my jokes are tired and I'm lonely,
Waiting for someone to call me.... if only,
I can make em see, exactly who I want to be,
But for now I'm a nobody, I guess first, I gota find me,
Cos poverty has many friends, you think I talk crap,
I been sweepin up the stage, yeah cleaning up my act,
Cos the noose is gettin tight, I can no longer sing,
My life is gettin stationary, I can no long swing,
Through the mist of my life, guess I missed my callin,
Now the phoneline is dead, an I'm dying to ring,
To confess to my ego, I'm an addict.... to rap,
I sit back and take my glasses off... an I drink to that.

[bez]

Dam shame what happened to this board