Post by prodigypaulk on Jun 13, 2008 0:28:21 GMT -5
Maybe its impracticable or possibly illogical,
To be a sane man and envision nothing impossible.
Just rational, and ravish in a rapid changing module,
with lucrative endeavors unthinkable seems so possible.
Perceived as needy nigga, needing more than bigger figures,
Needed a new route, but seen solely as indignant.
Who'd figure deeper than the core of this dark planet,
Dominance existed in a dorm that never seemed demanding.
Hearts stop pounding daily, tears from a precious baby,
Thankful for the few that love and grateful for the ones that hate me.
Maybe I was meant to rise and smite a fluctuating plight,
among the dim and darkest night, where many flee and little fight.
What's crazy bout this vicious life the logic seems forbidden,
cus it's easy finding ways to die, but hard to keep on livin'.
It’s a luxury to breathe air, and luckily we still ain’t here,
See most are scared because they cannot view they self inside the mirror.
Impossible’s a big word that’s meant to shake the faint of heart,
Cacophony don’t bother me, I glisten when the day is dark.
I’ll rip my soul up out of me and show it to the world to see,
So witness all the demons I’ve destroyed to place this strength in me.
Then left them to absorb all of the wisdom they’ve engraved in me,
And let the masses know their sinful actions couldn’t faze me.
It’s daunting actually, because factually I’m compassionate,
But quitting when I’m down and out honestly couldn’t fathom it.
I’m striving on and steady staying strong, I got my candle lit,
I handle it, I had to win, the sins I just dismantle them.
A phantom in dark that’s here to rip this pain apart,
I’ll make you hear my bark and when you run away this is when I depart.
The hardest part is finding where to start so fuck the finish,
Just begin this, and when I do the ending is diminished.
What’s impossible? its not illogical, its psychological,
Pain is chronological, but anything is possible.
To be a sane man and envision nothing impossible.
Just rational, and ravish in a rapid changing module,
with lucrative endeavors unthinkable seems so possible.
Perceived as needy nigga, needing more than bigger figures,
Needed a new route, but seen solely as indignant.
Who'd figure deeper than the core of this dark planet,
Dominance existed in a dorm that never seemed demanding.
Hearts stop pounding daily, tears from a precious baby,
Thankful for the few that love and grateful for the ones that hate me.
Maybe I was meant to rise and smite a fluctuating plight,
among the dim and darkest night, where many flee and little fight.
What's crazy bout this vicious life the logic seems forbidden,
cus it's easy finding ways to die, but hard to keep on livin'.
It’s a luxury to breathe air, and luckily we still ain’t here,
See most are scared because they cannot view they self inside the mirror.
Impossible’s a big word that’s meant to shake the faint of heart,
Cacophony don’t bother me, I glisten when the day is dark.
I’ll rip my soul up out of me and show it to the world to see,
So witness all the demons I’ve destroyed to place this strength in me.
Then left them to absorb all of the wisdom they’ve engraved in me,
And let the masses know their sinful actions couldn’t faze me.
It’s daunting actually, because factually I’m compassionate,
But quitting when I’m down and out honestly couldn’t fathom it.
I’m striving on and steady staying strong, I got my candle lit,
I handle it, I had to win, the sins I just dismantle them.
A phantom in dark that’s here to rip this pain apart,
I’ll make you hear my bark and when you run away this is when I depart.
The hardest part is finding where to start so fuck the finish,
Just begin this, and when I do the ending is diminished.
What’s impossible? its not illogical, its psychological,
Pain is chronological, but anything is possible.