I"m new to this site, but not the ways of rhyme-
words are my friends and i treat them well
lyrically, I've been known to cast spells -
-you can probably tell -
as some try so hard
i don't do limitations, fXck writing in perfect bars.
this place it leaves scars, women from Venus
men from Mars -
S'Why I'm all wack believing in the stars
tell me, tell me, what will be
the tunnel is so dark, sometimes i can't see
I need to know my pain will free
but maybe there's one person at the end
waiting to pull me up, pull me in
(free me from sin)
maybe there's another life,
a better day, a better year
some hidden luck?
Regardless of what they say,
it's just another day - so let the mood catch you
and in the mean time,
play...