Mr Slogan

It's a Phenomina, a world event on the way you treat me.
The Regamortice is setting in, i'm feeling numb from the way you beat me.

I'm running out of ideas, feeling confused the way you out think me.
I'm lost for words-n-feeling disturbed, that you wanna defeat me.

And so you greet me-n-get beneath me, and i know you feel me.
You felt my pulse, and open wound you did'nt try to treat me.

You acted blind, not half way but 100% completely.
As you stumble-n-see streaks of lights-n- i know you see me.

but when ya vision come in full form, and ya eyes no longer bleeky.
And true Darkness burns out ya light-n-ya try to seek me.

Cause I loved you more in words-n-actions, and never schemey.
I'll be there in a distance, close enough so you can reach me.

And let you know, I kept the balance, i lived foolsih ya see.
Sacraficed my love-n-tears, cuz everybody came befoe me.

Not in ya shadows, but with respect, i walk straight i don't creep.
You loved me, I love you--therefore you were my new family.

So I don't need anymore pressure or pain-or grief.
I've felt to much already-so help me get on my feet.

I can pass with flying colors in the game of deciet.
I've been trained-n-stabbed by the best, my family-my peeps.

So I lost alot of weight, don't like to eat-n- I don't sleep.
Battleing demons in my head, they tryna take me underneath.

But there's no chance of an easy defeat-that's steep.
Because i'm moving to fast like the road-runner-----beep-beep.

So don't be hooked on my lyrics-or the way i speak.
I'm keeping it real, while i share some waters from my own creek.

Holla at the boi man
Black-n-Mild 2005
Mr Slogan
Dirty South.