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lyrics
I wanna make something.
anything.
I've spent too long taking things
breaking things,
premeditating things that never happen.
the weather passin.
snow melts.
soon the sun will shine upon me-
no wealth,
low health
shaky vision
heart aching for ignition,
aching for something I can't define with this broke ass diction
scattered ashes,
gathered masses,
I take solace in the supreme knowledge that it passes.
it passes.
I've survived car crashes
outlived many attachments,
so I'm blessed.
but who would place a halo upon this head that's a mess?
just me.
that's all it is, is just me.
no devil, no god, just me.
no haters, no fans, just me.
it's scary, but it's true.
who's gonna mourn when I'm through? just me
who's gonna pick up the pieces when I act a fool? just me
who's gonna rejoice when I rule? just me
nothing more, nothing less.
there's infinite diversion and infinite stress,
infinite easy days and infinite tests,
infinite bottles to sip,
full throttle been hit,
I pulled it off without a hitch,
but I still haven't picked.
I'm not two fish,
I'm broke or I'm rich
I'm loced or I'm a bitch,
I'll float up to heaven or I'll sink to the abyss.
I've been to both,
I like to think that I've seen more than most,
I like to think there's no such thing as an empty boast,
no lost hope, and everything I've ever wrote will come true.
but I read sun tzu for the art, not the war.
I loved her for her heart, not her whore's lips or her big tits.
when I die I won't ask what I've been, but the ones I've been with.
sometimes I think this world is no place for feeling,
you can die anywhere, but there's not one place for healing.
will I ever taste the ceiling?
will I ever say a real thing?
I wish I could still dream, and remember the scenes clearly.
I wish I could keep it real 'and' cash in.
I take solace in the supreme knowledge that it passes.
It passes.
Life is mostly imagined.
the blessed few who slept through school can have it.
anything.
everything.
I wanna make something.
I don't wanna take beer out my parent's fridge,
I want me and my peers to get rich,
I want to buy everyone I've ever met a nice whip
I want to conquer the world then give it away as a gift
to those, eyes closed, that would never attempt,
all these teenaged dreamers I've come in contact with.
but power is ugly.
my hour is coming, but noone gonna love me for it.
It'd be so much simpler to ignore it,
drink the porridge,
keep snorin through life.
I could be doing well or doin right,
and I'd rather do right
I'ma smash through the rafters tonight,
unmask all these actors tonight,
and show them plain and simple the meaning of life,
some are fiending for strife,
some are just doin aight,
they're both right!
we're both light, you chose this fight, it never chose you
the moon and the stars and the sun follow you,
whatever you do, that's true to the utmost
we hold infitinite possibility, and that calls for a toast
but infinite responsibility shadows you like a ghost.
mother earth is calling out to you, desperately, as she roasts
 on a witch's stake,
set ablaze by those who never stopped to think
the only real sin in a world that's free,
if you wanna save that world, repeat after me.
I wanna make something.
Anything.
I've spent too long taking things,
premeditating things that never happen.
it disapears as soon as I pass it,
it could take years to see things that I imagine,
but I wanna make something.


I Wanna Make Something

Twenty year old amateur rapper from small college town in Arkansas. @Sadboy_Shrek
AKA Young Sharp AKA MC Pizzaface AKA Da Masta Blasta AKA Shiva the Destroyer AKA 3Pac AKA Microphone-eous Maximus AKA Henry Hennesy AKA Evil Williams AKA Big Brotha Thunda AKA Scumbag Sharp AKA King Henry wif Da Fiff AKA Spaceman Spliff AKA Skeleton King AKA Muddy Chucks AKA DC Double Cheese AKA Old Dog AKA 

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