Lies (rap)

by Dustin S   Jul 30, 2008


You dont think I cant see through?
Damn. Just how mistaken is you?
I can tell every lie that you try to do.
It doesnt work. It stops at my crew.
God called me today and told me
That you were lying. How can I see?
Because. I sat and watched. May be
A little white boy, but dont forget the D.
Yes my life is screwed up, but it doesnt stop
Me from finding out where the lies drop.
Former cop, I can tell from the crop,
That its ready to pop and prop.
Before you die, I believe you should try,
To have fun and not cry. You ask why?
Cause my life is f**ked up. Its you and I.
Used to take a knife to life, and steal my breath,
So close to dieing, lying, but really close to death.
Lonely as can be, just a homie, the one and only,
Tired of actin tough. Its to rough. No more phonie.
Guns and hands, its all the same. Nobody understands
That your life can change in a second. Changa plans.
This song is for anyone, that feels that they're done.

Cut so deep, just as he tries,
Its not important. Dont hear our cries.
But they scream for help. As some dies,
We ask you to please, quit with the lies!

None of the words I heard seem right.
Fun is out the window. Its all pain now.
To much to substain, not enough to restrain,
All the stuff in life. It drives me insane!
Bodies turn tense, start to burn the furnence.
Sick, like a trick that one must pick,
Lust all are bad, just has had lived a mimmick.
Wanting all this to end, if only he had a friend.
But as this time goes to spend, nobody'll lend.
So he layes alone, shown like a master owns
Every square inch of fear, so near with broke bones.
Its a deal of imediate trust.
Not to feel intermedian dust.
Tries to bust out of this jail based joint,
Has no reason to try, searches for a point.
Finds nothing, just space and loads of air.
Rewinds, puts his mind to pace, looks here and there,
But cant do anything to help. So he screams,
And prays like hell this is in his dreams.
So for the time being, just follow me,
And we shall make it through the hollow seeing.

Cut so deep, just as he tries,
Its not important. Dont hear our cries.
But they scream for help. As some dies,
We ask you to please, quit with the lies!

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  • 16 years ago

    by MeltInHisArms

    Another flexible rap. that's the key, that's what makes it so great. the fact that those words can be taken so many ways, so almost any reader can relate. it's amazing how u can do that! 5/5
    xoxo