Church

Can you feel me
I can feel you
wanting me waiting on me
Watching me as I walk through
the valley of death full of life
Running from stones
but stoned for dodging life

Running for the sake of peace
but peace is nowhere in sight
I feel you praying
(your knees is sore)

Praying for the likes of me
praying that I'll become something more.

Old head

I run for what seems like forever
Running from the past present and future
I looked for in others what should've been given from you
But even then what was given couldn't be appreciated
because it was never given.

For years I've grown older
The bitterness and anger eating away at me
Inside dying a thousand times ova
On the outside looking in watching my world
Watching jail consume and raise me
Praying that the pain would go away
Praying that I feel loved
and the hurt would stray away

But all I've been given
was snitches with false love
and fake dreams
DISLOYAL BITCHES
right arm SO MANY STITCHES

I guess that's the life you live
when you can't find your way out of the trenches
or is this just the life I've lived
after another jail term sentence.

Look at how we live as just a thing called...
LIFE...
No body knows the time
Just know its coming
every body pays a price. 

Attorney at law

The day I stop dreaming
is the day her love is gone
days of wandering wondering
where her love has gone.
My heart has stopped
realities cold
Turtle neck over the pain warms the soul
For the love of you
I'll never be the same
It's all back wards now
We play to loose
winning feels the same
Your the reason why I feel this way
Many names with a different face
Your all I see in my dreams
I'm trying to face the hate
As the snow falls my thoughts run wild
Out of no where I can smell your scent as if your right in front of me
My souls says your name as my heart screams in pain
Screaming in frustration
Screaming for you

Dream World

When your lips seek my lips
My heart returns home from its wondering
Yearning for your touch
Yearning for the feeling
Your my addiction and only once the drugs are done I feel like dying
Floating high in purple skies
So you can get a taste of my life
I turned my fears into wine
Inhale the sweet aroma of my world
As she intoxicates your mind
Let the summer rain rain on your life
Feel the pain of being deprived
Pray for Ciroc dreams and Grey Goose visions
Wobble, hold yourself up by the shoulders of love
Stop the tic and the toc of time
Stand tall, prepare yourself to enter the battle field of the mind
Realities bitter after taste is nothing more than the shadows
in which I reside