Untitled Freestyle
• Written by Kpdubbs
And the glory days are over
memory gone never sober
so i spend days reminiscing
blowing away and wishing
that my life got a path
I see the fork but act rash
No strike know Hercules by heart
Used to play with them plates after dark
now I'm just grown man looking back
thinking, I could have made it better
ya its true but thats past fuck it dude
talking to myself i got too many voices
of reason that force me to commit treason
on my bodily soul o someone knows im made for more
but will i stand and fight off desire
or simply die in the crossfire
of all the attacks that life throws at me
i love ya mama but its hard to express
Cause I'm stoned so i gotta address
how I've come far from those days of chess
Mama forgive me for everything ive done
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Kpdubbs
Member since May 13 2013