Break Me Away
Break me away,
Break me away from all these...
Can't you see I'm just in a...
Lazy phase! In my -
Lazy ways! On my -
Lazy days! Buying fishy meals for -
Lousy change! But aint -
I'm just wishing that my,
Same old pace will change,
Same old place the same,
Same old shame and pain,
Same old name to blame,
Bold, gold. Bob is the robber of my...
Throbbing soul always wanting to clobber me and -
Take me whole like I -
Whack a mole! Life is heavy like I dove
Into a bowl of...
Whack I know, but I'm going to go!
Won't take no for answer,
You know my flow - grows
Not a singer and I don't know no dancers.
I got questions I don't know no answers.
I get impressions I don't no no chance and I'm:
Going to rhyme sublime,
Going to strive for mine,
Going to find the time,
To show how high I've climbed,
Feeling alive and fine,
Just like a Nineties wine,
I won't just sigh and whine,
Not just a silent mime,
I've done my biding I'm,
Ready to eye the signs,
Ready to fly a nine,
And what a wonder... it aint even summer!
Lining this while I walk blind in a pine land
Running faster than the bottle of sand in my hand,
We'll get through this life like Thailand
Get a car get a house get 55 grand!
Maybe a spouse I can take out to an island and smile at and feel no trouble for many miles if I need some I'll dial in! I'm tired of all the violence, tired of all the silence.
You live once, life is gone in a blink, better live a life aligned and in chime NOT a life of crime like these politicians and collar slime chasing dollar signs.
Just letting the world know how I think! Letting words grow, till I grin!
Feel the vibe until I dive in! My verses are memoirs reminders of my mileage
I've met a lot of vile things in life and I never bet all I win. Win - lose - try again!
Better remember your alibis and abilities you file on, till you grow a coat - strong as nylon.
All I wrote are pylons I climb on! My songs are my ponds I look on and see beyond I'm gone,
When I make magic I'm not waving a wand I'm on this lawn mowing grass till the dawn is gone.
Life is a long promenade so save that Gatorade the gators they lie awake all day so don't you stray from the path you'll never take meet wrath and demon hate but that's just one escape sit back and make a way on tracks the feel so great, till you realize life is just an evil eight no matter what wheels you TAKE. Is it fate? What's after this heinous straight? Walk the roads and eventually that wrath will fade and make way for: appreciation in even todays chores, those gray moors, those heavyweight doors you can't push open without pushing way more. I know the life I'd like, so what is it I stray for? Break me away from my lazy escapades in this great store. This great war, I'd like to wage with this claymore, when I start I can't stop that's the way from which I need to break away more. Am I stubborn like a squirrel? Or irrelevant like an acorn. Fate scorns. They snore. Destiny's great doors. No really, I need to break away more.