West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: bez on June 02, 2004, 03:55:00 PM
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Stars that align the sky can't possibly hold my direction,
So I'm anticipating the resurection of the universal comprehension,
That life there to be gripped tighly, even if the almighty don't like me,
I'm gunna make it so don't spite me cos I wont take it lightly,
I got a fire inside me, burning my intestines to a cinder,
Come up from a sinner with nothing but interests to be a winner,
So now I gotta finish before I diminish this message,
God ain't really look out for us, we on our own as we count our blessin's,
Can you feel his presence? I can't feel nothing but air,
Do I ever get spoken back to, no, cos there's nobody there,
Ain't got time to care as I begin to write more "real" rhymes,
Dam these fucked up times why you let people commit these crimes,
And why do you take these lives, people dying so young,
You lettin people travel to Iraq like they was dying to be hung,
Your fucked up God, why ain't you helpin me through,
Then you expect me to go to Church on a Sunday you to kneel to you,
I gotta say what I feel, whats true, cos I ain't prayin to you no more,
Take your bread and your wine, cos I got my own body and blood to look out for!
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You lettin people travel to Iraq like they was dying to be hung....
Your fucked up God, why ain't you helpin me through,
Then you expect me to go to Church on a Sunday you to kneel to you..
Take your bread and your wine, cos I got my own body and blood to look out for!...
thoz lines were HOT!....Good shit....
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yo i was feelin that one man...nice shit u dropped.
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im glad reality started to set in, dope wordplay
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thanks ya'll.
oh.
uppin
:)