Crazed2APoint ENIGMA WRAPPED IN FOOLISHNESS's blog: "Crazed Times"

Weeee! and such. la di da la la ''my cranium is packed with things that come untact coming unglued, mite need some welding to help seal the facts the facts that rap is filled with traps and gaps that lead to a pitfall big money stacks that lead to vulchers on your back waiting for you to fall but forget that just let me blow by all of my minds hangups show me a bright day where everything is on the up and up say what's up to the people i'm truly friends wit hold onto my love i promise i'll be back for it death sentance by virtue of trying to bring the realness can't bring pac back but can write raps to make you feel this this ever imposing pain that continues to flood my brain with negative outlooks on just about everythang nothing seems sain, rational on thangs is all gone my common sense led me to believe i was right when i was wrong my guiding light must have burned out and i didn't know it always the last to know guess my mind kept a secret goin down the same road i traveled a long time ago got bad luck though, fork missed the road and stabbed my damn toes dealing with the woes of the world buts thats how it goes just goes to show all the opportunities that we blow life goes on but sometimes it just moves to slow push fast forward quickly cus i'm so ready to go ***Chorus*** Pressure leads me to my fatal misteps calculate every move up the heavenly steps crank up the choir and make the angels with harps sing not ready to go but who knows what tomorrow mite bring express myself about as much as i can with these words that i put together again and again talking about drama, anger, pain & love that go hand in hand with a few moments of brightness where happiness creeped in Need more of those, sick of writing these depressing tales sick of hurting so bad thru words that even the deaf & blind feel it like braille ready for a change on the inside, but on the outside you can't tell so i feel like a liar, my damn my pants are on fire and it hurts like hell oh well push on move on keep your head up carry your feelings wear no emotion on the face to show the fatigue that i'm feelin carrying a boulder on my back that has peices of it fallin on my shoulders thats why i walk around with a chip on it as the heart grows colder damn i need to stop, i'm wallowing now but i will not stop ya know what forget it, and at that moment everything dropped except me, only time i will fall to my knees is to speak to god what had dropped a second ago was all of my damn probs boulder off, chips brushed off, the bag of problems i had got tossed i was walking with my eyes closed and felt so loss but i gotta get back on the right track at all cost i'm a lost cause possibly but you'll never catch me not tryin wanna be like tim mcgraw and try to live like i was dyin mite not acomplish anything but atleast i know that i tried and everything you read or hear is only there cus of the tears that i've cried so everything has a point even when you think that they don't nobody wants to cry but if you think you gonna feel better holding it in you won't ***Chorus*** Pressure leads me to my fatal misteps calculate every move up the heavenly steps crank up the choir and make the angels with harps sing not ready to go but who knows what tomorrow mite bring''