Second real song

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Words are like sheep
I am in too deep
Put together they seduce
There's no excuse
 
I pop the champagne and pour it down the drain
Now I sit on a plane with my pumped up brain
I shoot for this fame, make myself a name
I frame this thought and blow up in flames
 
I reinvent as a millionaire, get a wife named Isabel
I reinvest the stack and buy a new vocal pack
I write some words they feel like herbs
I just want to do this music while being lucid
 
I dream of touching your heart and mind
Loving every vibration, send it out to the whole nation
I am 30 and in my prime, I don't have time
I am not trying, I just rhyme
 
This syllable I love it is sent from above
A true miracle even in times of struggle
The placement can be biblical a real puzzle
It's origin real ancient, it's vibe is real radiant
 
This is true love of words
They fly up like birds
Sometimes they hurts
Sometimes they get on your nerves
 
I took to many addies and ended up dead
I tried many things to do good but was a threat to myself
Every night waking up bathed in sweat just another nightmare
I stayed strong, did go wrong but in the end put on eyeware
 
Thinking that no one sees me through the glasses
I go around the city as a ghost afraid of the masses
I didn't realize that I didn't get any other chances
Now I put all my energy out on canvas
 
Paint like a Rennaissance artist now I'm just a convict
Staying inside can't go outside don't want no conflicts
They are in the abyss can't see up they are all addicts
I want to go hard do whats right and serve justice
 
I can piss a clean cup but have a dark heart
I can't go around without a guard
It's not me that needs protection I am too hard
I am very smart, until I came in the possesion of the card
 
This is true love of words
They fly up like birds
Sometimes they hurts
Sometimes they get on your nerves

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