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I Can't Cry
Pestilence
has
brought
me round
the corner.
I was mini
close to
doing
what I
didn't
wanna.
My foes
ahead of
me cos I
was not a
very good
runner.
Early in life
I burnt
better than
a bunsen
burner.
I have a
good
persona,
And it all
depends
on how
you wanna
view it,
And if you
abuse it
like MJ be
ready to
beat it.
I spents
years of
academy
checking
out the
terrain.
It was
dirty to the
point that I
had The
Stain.
It was just
so sad I
felt like
Abel's Cain.
A vigilante
I became
like Bruce
Wayne.
Got into
trouble like
Lois Lane.
I went
with the
wind I
folled the
wind vane.
I can't cry I
don't
mean it in
literally
sense.
What am
saying is,I
detest this
sordid
residence.
I'm talking
but no one
seems to
hearr me.
I need a
response
the silence
is really
killing me.
Hmmmmm........
Life
expects
me to
capitulate.
To
patience
I'll
definitely
wait.
I ain't free
cos I have
shackles as
a
companion.
I ain't me
cos failure
over has
an opinion.
I have
cried and
shed tears.
But it all
ends here
cos right
now I bear
no more
fears.
Tomorrow
might look
bleak.
But my
faith will
leak.
Like
Mayweather
am a
Champion.
I'ii stomp
and not
stumble
cos I have
strenght
like a
stallion.
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