aigh't proply here's some new shit by me bit of a different style so tell me what y'all think leave a link to one of your open mics and I'll be sure to hit it up in return thanx in advance hope u enjoy.
Flowin to: Step Up by Linkin Park
Verse #1:
watch him as he walks, as he talks, steppin up to lock down the shots/
he steps short of breath can’t keep it up as the bullets pierce through the kevlar vest/
but he wakes, alive and well but the dream still grips to his mind/
tangles up his heart crushing him to creations of sights gone blind/
he dreams and dreams, realities of death a thousand times/
and almost every night he wakes to find that spirit drains a little from his life/
he doesn’t know, oh no he doesn’t know the meaning of these visions/
but soon, soon everyone around him will become the ultimate witnesses/
cuz with every passing day, his past gets shrouded in dark clouds and rain/
and u can feel the pain, burning throughout his bones and his veins/
cuz he’s a dreamer, and a dreamer is all he’ll ever be/
through these rainy nights, and bloodied streets/
but please, leave the man as he drops down to his knees and pleads/
for he can’t be helped, cuz he’s a dreamer... and dreams are all he’ll ever be/
Hook:
he’s a dreamer, a dreamer, who can’t face realities life!/
cuz he’s stuck in a dream becoming his life in realities sight!/
he’s a dreamer, a dreamer breaking down up in the mind!/
cuz he’s stuck in a place, where there is no sense of time!/
Verse #2:
the days begin to pass and his mind begins to age/
driving him in every which way including insane/
thinking of all the hate, and the greed, cuz these are the things he see’s in his dreams/
causing him to bleed internally from all the killing that he is forced to believe/
but one dream in particular caught the man by surprise, it was dark, it was cold/
and the smell of blood and violence was deepening the crimson red skies/
bells of doom rang, nearly splitting his head creating him to burst into rage/
furious, he leveled the city of rain with his crazed demonic deliverance of pain/
but, it was then that he found, a small town shrouded in the darkest of clouds/
and hence forth from the small town came the most eeriest of sounds/
and as he walked, he came across bludgeoned bodies that were being stocked/
some chained up to locks, the man was lost and confused in a state of thought/
he tried to think of a reason why, these people would keep remains of bodies/
rotting next to each other side by side, until he heard the loudest of death’s cries/
then suddenly bodies around him began to wake/
lifting themselves to stand with him waist to waist/
it was then he realized, it was now that he found the deepest meanings of life/
cuz restless souls cannot be at peace for they were branded from seeing the light/
cuz of their immense hate and lust for greed/
punished by god to live in dreams eternally/
Hook: (written by Gene Pool)
he’s a dreamer, a dreamer, who can’t face realities life!/
cuz he’s stuck in a dream becoming his life in realities sight!/
he’s a dreamer, a dreamer breaking down up in the mind!/
cuz he’s stuck in a place, where there is no sense of time!/
Verse #3:
and it wasn’t to much longer, the days of young became old/
for god bestowed the man as one of his sons after his game was sold/
yes he was bold but he found the end of his life’s line/
a 50 caliber pumped into his chest a total of 9 times/
he found out, the truth behind his dreams of sleep/
but when he woke reality struck him dead on the streets/
which concludes my story of the dreamer
....... because dreams are all he’d ever be/
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