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T-Rice of TGIF - Cataclysm (Prod. The Quiett)

Duration

3:11

Lyrics

And these days, I keep on fightin’ myself Never the rain, never the pain, and never the help The Thoughts has crawled up inside of me I suffocate all the feelin’s who try to cry to me I’m sittin’ in the corner when the light shines But I’m still blind cuz its love and the rain drops on my head Cover my tears, cover my fears My shadow follows and goes; the sunset is near All I can do is guffaw on the outside Asphyxiated as I fall on the inside That’s why nobody understands me So I stand under nobody; enhance me The eloquence of my rhymes which I can’t even speak Tristful is all I got and now I made it a beat And my mind is abstract but it’s full of concrete Life’s a sidewalk, these chiggaz steppin’ all over me Agreed, case from the “Romeo and Juliet” story Informally, I’m dyin’ before I see ya love for me See I could be the rhythm and you could be the poetry Cuz everything you say, I believe, now I’m a sucka fa love And I’m a sucka fa love Now I’m Stuck in the past, but my flow is from tomorrow Walkin’ in the rain, then my day is full of sorrow Follow Do I have the right to live? Naw I never take back; all I do is give y’all As the clock starts tickin’ We spend every minute that’s given and now you’re givin’ me, they call it “give in” I cannot lie-in when you growl like a lion cuz I know you lyin’ and possibly I could be lyin’ too Relationships in mathmatics’ like parabola Has the ups and downs then goes back up, wastin’ yo stamina I sit in math class tryin’ to figure But I can’t figure it out, cuz my thoughts seem to linger Why Have memories remained aoristic? Why am I behind, can I ever get a witness? I wish I can turn back But my vision has turned black Now I wonder where my dawgs at? Nobody gives a damn Shame on a chigga like me, man The tears from the sky got me fiendin’ Cuz each drop to my palms is a thought Of you and me, homie; that’s the shit I never forgot I got cha Cuz each drop to my palms is a thought Of you and me, homie; that’s the shit I never forgot I got cha

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