Seasonas
10/22/08, 08:55 AM
Restrictions
A lyricist bound by the restrictions of reality
If only i could escape to the realm of immortality
What a change from this world so deranged
I’m proud, I’m a medal for my nation
But I wish I could pedal beyond the world of creation
It was blatant , i fell on my face , got up started racing
Feet on ground , destination I’m facing
my dreams are coming closer
At such an alarming pace, I’ll be the latest craze
Everyone will listen to me , this is not a phase , this literally the
engravment of my name in history , a hip hop foot print
I was a movement
No room for improvement
No that’s not me, I’ll stay in the shadows
Praying for endorsement, nocturnal like the headless horseman
I'm fading away
I've lost my essence, my presence was a present
How situations have changed, i was the latest fashion
Now I’m just plain
like paper , unused , untouched , suddenly torn screwed up and crushed
I could run to my family, but that’s not the ideal solution
Contaminated like pollution, need to be vaxined
But there’s no cure, unsure off the answers i need
I've started to panic, frantic, looking over my shoulder
You know what they say love is in the eye of the beholder
so as i get older , if she can move a mountain , she can move my boulder
So finally all this willowing in self pity is over
A lyricist bound by the restrictions of reality
If only i could escape to the realm of immortality
What a change from this world so deranged
I’m proud, I’m a medal for my nation
But I wish I could pedal beyond the world of creation
It was blatant , i fell on my face , got up started racing
Feet on ground , destination I’m facing
my dreams are coming closer
At such an alarming pace, I’ll be the latest craze
Everyone will listen to me , this is not a phase , this literally the
engravment of my name in history , a hip hop foot print
I was a movement
No room for improvement
No that’s not me, I’ll stay in the shadows
Praying for endorsement, nocturnal like the headless horseman
I'm fading away
I've lost my essence, my presence was a present
How situations have changed, i was the latest fashion
Now I’m just plain
like paper , unused , untouched , suddenly torn screwed up and crushed
I could run to my family, but that’s not the ideal solution
Contaminated like pollution, need to be vaxined
But there’s no cure, unsure off the answers i need
I've started to panic, frantic, looking over my shoulder
You know what they say love is in the eye of the beholder
so as i get older , if she can move a mountain , she can move my boulder
So finally all this willowing in self pity is over