Unknowns
Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 2:48 pm
It's like.............
I'm suited to your analogy, descriptions and faculty
I'm part of the group but found outside of the anatomy
stressed to do what you expect askin' the crowd to answer me
they watch me as I run back and forth waitin' for tragedy
stylin' on myself, I hit the ground lifeless and anger'd
the mic is my hanger, it's around my neck, tighten'd by strangers
they say fuck your flow, your words and your life it's a phase
sure they'll change their minds, we might exchange our rhymes
dance around the topics that came and left, the strangest types
we are weird, but we find ourself tryna find some kinda acceptance
it's a ghostly figure thats holdin' us the lines is non existent
I might get twisted just tryna find or tryna define existence
some people just want to be real others just might get indignant
we try to exist between the lines that might hold us up
throw us up, pour a little liquor our try to expose our guts
no one knows of us, but behind that box is a unknown unjust
I cannot compose enough love to shine our slide out so I'm just
goin' to continue to be.....this......puppet
I'm suited to your analogy, descriptions and faculty
I'm part of the group but found outside of the anatomy
stressed to do what you expect askin' the crowd to answer me
they watch me as I run back and forth waitin' for tragedy
stylin' on myself, I hit the ground lifeless and anger'd
the mic is my hanger, it's around my neck, tighten'd by strangers
they say fuck your flow, your words and your life it's a phase
sure they'll change their minds, we might exchange our rhymes
dance around the topics that came and left, the strangest types
we are weird, but we find ourself tryna find some kinda acceptance
it's a ghostly figure thats holdin' us the lines is non existent
I might get twisted just tryna find or tryna define existence
some people just want to be real others just might get indignant
we try to exist between the lines that might hold us up
throw us up, pour a little liquor our try to expose our guts
no one knows of us, but behind that box is a unknown unjust
I cannot compose enough love to shine our slide out so I'm just
goin' to continue to be.....this......puppet