"Her Interlude" (Prod. by 25)

LostPrayer2: Doing Life

(Fuck up the take)
This is my mission:
Pass up on diamonds and wishing
Focus on minding my method
Aim for the finest offences
Break it all down to a sentence
"I'm doing life"
(yeah)
Reader made a venue in my ruined-mind
I would say
"watch your step"
but to view-must fly
THERE! enter cloud 9
This is probably all new but I've been 
making lightning form 
with my triple-iris.
So heade my caution kid...
....statements splayed across my floor form your cloudy Friday.
Slap wax wasn't all I did
in this life known for messy- timing 
I made beds and the restless tired.
I missed sex over backless-tiles that gave way in the best of ways
& now I'm swearing on that moment
when my stress did fade.
My two cents in your jar; That's their heaven-place.
There I'd hope they stay,
although I know you didn't.

Darling We had "Us" for moments lost in scripture....
...There lie words of lust...
There are pages missing...
There I've had enough...
It's time to change my vision
Until I see a scene that's not too complicated:
It's just a sea of people dawned in cheering-faces.
When they look at me, it's like they see an angel...
...Just know I clipped my wings and gave away my halo...

...Slow it down, 'cuz them Gates locked: You still upon the ground
Mo' Money
Go Prosper
Where's Heaven?
Eyes Open.
Stand Up.
Stay Ready.
What I knows that I mistook something that's deadly
for a feeling I should go and give my soul.
Luckily I still got it and chose blindness.
That equates to life trippin' on these roads.
The Question: "Will that ever get you home?"
Free my mind-This Gospel left me breathless.
Made my choices- Trust I'll face them all.
Tell them simply that I live forever.
Went and made my fortune.
These decisions, I weighed them simply just to pay my penance.
Sum it up: This passion came from pain
and a soul that is a {rambling man's}.
I pray you hear me loud, I'll show you clear.
I'll say the words you feel from ear to ear.
Feed your mind: These bars are for the famished.
I've faced me several wars, All For The Family.

-L.V.C.V.

Doing Life

[FREE] DON TOLIVER X BABY KEEM X GUNNA TYPE BEAT - "PADRE"
prod Thomie x Eros

Lyrics:
"Everything." By Louie "Vincent Crow" Villa

Filthy & broken... I've been this, I'd know.
I see them, they hold me, I fill them with hope.
Please tell me: If not for this speech that unfolds, 
How could you ever meet me here in life once I'm gone?

I'm dancing, come with me, let's faulter forever.
While sinning I swore that these problems would never outlive me.
I'm wishing for faith with each day.
While screaming in the mirror I see myself and my pain.

Don't hold me back, just lift me up.
Give me space I need to breathe.
Hear my words, feel my soul; Realize what pieces are left of me.
I've been a heathen & ran with deacons then asked a shepherd about getting home.
But they stayed silent after I was wildin'- said I'm no one to cast a stone.
It left me lost & showed me flaws deep within myself 
that still I seek to overcome & right my wrongs
in the hopes that someday I'll set Us free.
Would you be there, with me in that moment,
to celebrate while we reminisce of all it cost Us
to live and prosper, despite a pricetag that reads out "Death."

& I've got to ask 'cuz I'm never sure:
Is this a cliff or precipice we're headed towards? 
I'm hearing mothers crying while we sharpen swords;
'bout to watch their babies marching off to war.
Hardly ever worth it/ No, it's never fair.
Not the life we chose:
playing cards we're dealt
Pero te lo juro, on every thing I am, 
that I'll stand beside you till the very end.

With a heart that's full, I had spilt my pen.
I wrote out my dreams 'fore I let you hold them.
Feel the passion sitting in your hands, 
understand I sleep through sacred moments
all too often just to see you shine.
Illuminate this broken light of mine.
I'm far from perfect but I've lived my life,
so just mind my edges if you passing by.

Beyond my passion lies a broken kid.
I grew within him, been a decade since.
I wrote this for him, I'm his will to live 
& I'm here to show you everything that's left;
What a toll to bear all the while in silence 
out of fear of judgement for enduring milage-
may this letter reach him and he reads it smiling-
All he ever need was to keep on trying
To keep on going...

… He learned persistence.
Before you quoted "Everything" he meant it.
I witnessed- crying in the mirror- A Penman,
then reached out for him: call it "Self-Reflecting";
I had to save me cuz you never could; the grace I'm holding had to be withstood.
I understand it now: I'm here for good.
Please just listen so I'm not mistook...

... L.Vincent.

Doing Life

L. Vincent

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