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the awful truth
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When I put the pencil to page I put my faith inside my brain,
I put the challenge on the heart to produce my pretty pain
produce this bullshit art, which is always all the same,
clichés, a wasted chord, or another line or phrase.
This funky flow that I spit from my cracked chapped lips,
freestyle, written down, throw some flavor in the mix
It all comes from within, it comes from the heart, mind body and soul
And its always been born and it never gets old
And it’s the words I speak, and its all the things I think
And its just the destiny that I carried inside me
And its all the wasted dreams, and its all the busted seams
And the broken themes and the sullen schemes that make it seem more serene
And make it rain
And its all the water rushing down from mouths of politicians now
Niagra falls, it’s crushing sounds, its swallowing Long Island Sound
And creeping to the city, it is washing over Chinatown
And heading to the Village, but I am not around
Well I am in your head tonight, because I’ve become these words
And I know it might be something similar to what you might have heard
But all I keep in sight is nothing’s wrong and nothing’s right
The barrel of a life is pointed to one night
With you out in the streets fingers intertwining
And oh I want to sleep
With you right next to me
Sometimes I pull it off
I see you in my dreams
You’re no more beautiful in sleep than on any day I’ve seen.
The way that your hair it come rolling off your head
I’d like to see it spread out on the sheets up in my bed
And oh your big brown eyes well they’re creeping in my mind
Said, if I cant be yours, you’re my lines. I memorize you all the time.
And it aint nothing that I aint gotta hide
I think you know me well enough to know that I don’t lie
About all these games with boys and girls
I’ve been through some shit before
But you know I got my armor and
I aint ready for the door
I aint ready for the floor,
Well you aint gonna knock me down
Well I’m not afraid of anything that might come around
Don’t you see, its not in me,
All this wasted useless planning
I don’t think much further than
I want you more now than I ever have
All I want is you and me to spend afternoons
Gailey freely maybe in that central park
Where we could wander after dark
Well I know I aint no heavyweight and I aint got much of a shape
But with you my dear by my side
I’d protect you any time
Well I don’t care what might go down
I dont know if you know but I been kicked around
Before and I don’t think that you aint worth the hurt
Trust me dear I know for sure you’re worth that and more
Well sometimes I think you want me
But you won’t let you
But think on this
In ten long years
I don’t want to regret missing you.
If you’d ask me to explain everything inside my brain
And all my reasons that I got for giving you that chase
Well I don’t know if I could make a list that’s right for you
But this is true. I don’t know you. But I wish I could.
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