Everything's wrong

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Chorus -
Against the odds I quote
when everything's wrong it's awkward and I'm just gonna go
Like It's all my fault I told you you've got it all wrong and I owned up to my faults
lightly resolved.
 
Verse 1 -
They told me to follow the rain and
hollowed be thy name. I go yea I fade cos
I'm the ghost in the shade changing physically.
Can't see the days clearly
To the Lear I be.
Separate the peices of my mind.
Needing prayers and guidance and I've been
bleeding, sweating, crying. The weakest are the nicest treated like their shit. It's for granted they are taken till sharing isn't in their favours. Changing a man as the evil embraces him and I'll be praying for him.
Head down like I'm studying for a test
and am I stressed out fuck yes.
I should'nt even be alive, it's hood season. It's wild on this side book preaching on the mic and on the mic there's me empty and contemptary. Don't tempt me cos you don't wanna dance with me like it's Happy Feet. I'm so sad, can't you see?
The inks drying on the rapping sheet
You're in denial and even the blind have to see to believe. I'm sick and tired of the catastrophies. There's no trophies, there's no hope for me yet, lowering on the deck. Grab me and throw me on the scaffold with my back broke in a half fold cos I'm last to go.
 
If you could understand and look at it from another perspective but you can't and I'm just gonna accept it.
 
Chorus -
Against the odds I quote
when everything's wrong it's awkward and I'm just gonna go
Like It's all my fault I told you you've got it all wrong and I owned up to my faults
lightly resolved.
 
 
 
Verse 2 -
Call me a fake call me names but I'm Falling in pain when it isn't falling into place
The sentiment in the cement soul art
I'm shaping the vibe
Bent it and dented it with a hole plugged.
I'm making my mind
Where are my enemies? I've been scanning but my enemies are never showing up like they're cancerous failing to revive.
I can't be resting easily or resting peacefully.
Staring at the ceiling fan above when im givin up so don't say that I don't keep my chin up. Sleeping silently with a fine peice beside me incase those pitiful fucks interrupt my peace, quietly being a nuisance to my privacy.
It's happened in a rush it's a haphazard.
I'm attached to the scars I've bared with my carcus stenched and in the floods it's drenched. Getting on Escrow then I scared the crows cos I blend in like gecko in the get and go.
Schitzophrenic like both of my parents and the friends I've made are fanatic. The imperfect effect
making a man a machine.
By the skin of my teeth I'm resisting the grim reaper and he's insisting he's the bringer of peace just like the dove that landed on the battlefield
and before the gun blasts they're planting daffodils I'm kinda in a rutt getting these grams then i dastardly deal. I've been put to the side neglected but
If you could understand and look at it from another perspective but you can't and I'm just gonna accept it
 
Chorus -
Against the odds I quote
when everything's wrong it's awkward and I'm just gonna go
Like It's all my fault I told you you've got it all wrong and I owned up to my faults
lightly resolved.
 
 
(6th track from the album "Debris of emotions.")

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