Harle - Emotional Writing ft. plex
Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 6:10 pm
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I deepin-my-art, Hq, cuz shits not complete-in-my-heart, I write sweet-from-the-start
than the demons critique-me-apart, so I cant even sleep-in-the-dark
we can meet-in-a-park, you will see my evil stand-out-like-a-sore
any happyness that someone will give me is like a hand-out-to-the-poor
ever since my dad ran-out-the-back-door, I have felt deceived-n-robbed
a mother too, cuz she needs-a-job, I am left to feed-the-dog
while I grieved-n-sobbed, why do you think I dont believe-in-god
do you see-my-odds, so I write to relieve-the-stress, before i bleed-to-death
I shouldn't let you read-the-rest, I am just glad I freed-my-chest
I emcee-the-best, when people reading can feel-the-flow
relate to it, I steal-the-show, cuz I am willing to reveal-my-soul
Harle-
cant help but write cus my emotions are real, written down it gives them a better appeal, even more easy to deal
call me the director cus i flip scripts when i end the bullshit something like rap being just about guns and clips
dont matter who likes it cus the writing is real to me im micheal moore, owinin 'sicko' cus i make u cats feel ill
takin the hatin in bits as my keyboard ticks givin yall pussy ass boys more reasons to close ya lips
gives me the space i need to vent about these 'bitches with dicks', saying one thing and then switchin the shit
unlike men writings that thing i never could quit, ill always see fit, the only thing that'll give me release if i do it real quick
ppl betray u, i know this notebook wont, pen in hand senses awoke, wonder which audience i should prevoke
call me out as a joke never knowin ur verse'll be a suicide note, it was basically murder i wrote, felt useless grabbin a rope
finishin pages before the ink can soak, battling it out with life, more emotion per stroke, puttin an end to my strife
good to know half of you cant comprehend half the words
i spoke, couldnt take it in if i was spittin out secondhand smoke
still the best way to put an end to the night so what it a few times i might have to ammend shit to help u get the offense i intended
found more enrichment in it than any class i attended , a heaven that'll never descend and its like my pen seperates two different worlds
realitys another goodbye, whats really behind the smile and the curls, his pain cant cause me to cry so i greatly escape as long as boys still like girls
lastline**boys like girls is a band with a song called the great escape
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I deepin-my-art, Hq, cuz shits not complete-in-my-heart, I write sweet-from-the-start
than the demons critique-me-apart, so I cant even sleep-in-the-dark
we can meet-in-a-park, you will see my evil stand-out-like-a-sore
any happyness that someone will give me is like a hand-out-to-the-poor
ever since my dad ran-out-the-back-door, I have felt deceived-n-robbed
a mother too, cuz she needs-a-job, I am left to feed-the-dog
while I grieved-n-sobbed, why do you think I dont believe-in-god
do you see-my-odds, so I write to relieve-the-stress, before i bleed-to-death
I shouldn't let you read-the-rest, I am just glad I freed-my-chest
I emcee-the-best, when people reading can feel-the-flow
relate to it, I steal-the-show, cuz I am willing to reveal-my-soul
Harle-
cant help but write cus my emotions are real, written down it gives them a better appeal, even more easy to deal
call me the director cus i flip scripts when i end the bullshit something like rap being just about guns and clips
dont matter who likes it cus the writing is real to me im micheal moore, owinin 'sicko' cus i make u cats feel ill
takin the hatin in bits as my keyboard ticks givin yall pussy ass boys more reasons to close ya lips
gives me the space i need to vent about these 'bitches with dicks', saying one thing and then switchin the shit
unlike men writings that thing i never could quit, ill always see fit, the only thing that'll give me release if i do it real quick
ppl betray u, i know this notebook wont, pen in hand senses awoke, wonder which audience i should prevoke
call me out as a joke never knowin ur verse'll be a suicide note, it was basically murder i wrote, felt useless grabbin a rope
finishin pages before the ink can soak, battling it out with life, more emotion per stroke, puttin an end to my strife
good to know half of you cant comprehend half the words
i spoke, couldnt take it in if i was spittin out secondhand smoke
still the best way to put an end to the night so what it a few times i might have to ammend shit to help u get the offense i intended
found more enrichment in it than any class i attended , a heaven that'll never descend and its like my pen seperates two different worlds
realitys another goodbye, whats really behind the smile and the curls, his pain cant cause me to cry so i greatly escape as long as boys still like girls
lastline**boys like girls is a band with a song called the great escape
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/the-block-vt6522.html
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/trama ... t6492.html
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/escap ... t6511.html
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/r-fia ... t6489.html
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/r-fia ... t6480.html
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/typic ... t6377.html
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/quick ... t6457.html