Broken Insight
It makes no sense, how do you make sense outta non sense, beg to be different so can’t use common sense, so does that make me senseless, there’s something I should mention, my heart iz frozen and tha frost bites, feels as if I get tha darkest ray of sunlite and tha stars don’t shine, I get high to see why, to see a star so broken up, hoping for a fix, how to get insight wit a dim lite, spend nites looking for shelter, everywhere you look there’s no one ever there that can help ya, I been there I felt ya pain, I felt as helpless and always willing to give a helping hand, been thru it gone thru it, never really felt ashamed, mentally ready but don’t think my body built for change, an all out great person, so why do yall still look at me strange? Country Tha Greatta Grain
ALL 4 Nothing!
All for nothing, why give your all for nothing, to give all you got for nothing,
When you fall there’s nothing, but tha floor, but it’s not concrete, shit gets rock hard, it’s like water, no matter how deep, wit enough heat, it’ll turn into mist, now I’m just post to forget, not when willing to fight for tha shit, can’t sleep up all types of nitez cause of it, can’t give less when you want more, can’t think when your brain sore, try to love wit a broken heart, in order to pick up tha pieces, you gotta fall apart, but to build from tha ground up, it don’t just sound tuff, it iz but dig this you gotta give your all for tha shit, ain’t that bout a bitch, takes awhile to get rich, but wit tha quickness you can lose it all, only if you could choose your flawz, why even fall down at all, something small becomes major, I’m stuck in a confuse state of mind, it’s a cold world it done froze my spine, seen a lot of hurt I wish I could just close my mind, roots a Grain Greatta, when lyfe’z fucked up will it change lata? Country Tha Greatta Grain
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