Walked Out of Heaven
Sitting here sifting thru enemies
“Against a heritage of centuries”
… “by kingdom come I will be done on earth as it is in heaven”
How many scars you got?
Me? Tattoos? Like 7… no wait 10… I got a lot
And on the strength of when I ride out
Nothing to lose bitches – no doubt
It’s been a handful of times I went back to the sea
In heaven no doubt, a dream isn’t always what it be
Military…
I don’t expect you to know what that means
I stay writing so cryptic by many means
If I was bored, I’d get insanity
So I always kept myself so busy
But those breaks would peer thru the glass
Empty to half full, water thrown like it’s Sunday’s mass
Sometimes it feels like… Oh but wait it could’ve been
If you sould your soul and traded me in
I would get that, I would understand
Down to earth always seeing all sides
But I won’t respect or submit to a demand of sin
To the wrong ones I’d always confide in
My roads are being cut off when I’m driving
Or vision so blurry I can’t even tell how I’m surviving
And if walking with reaper keeps me from you
Then I’m never getting to heaven and I don’t know what to do
Taps, tugs, and splashes ain’t nothing new to me
But I’m not living in some “chinese democracy”
And it’s my life, my soul, my after on the line
Nobody on this motherfucking earth gonna decide mine
It’s been 8 years since he told me
8 more years just wasted away
Knowing life is about the performance
Hardly the duration of the play
So they say… but like
When you have to live expecting the worst
Without hesitation
It’s like some dumb curse
And then nightmares become the manifestation
Sometimes my mom can’t hide her laugh when I pop off
I may be a woman but that hardly makes me soft
Sobriety… I think a lot about that
I am pretty much done drinking
Even though a far cry from a seat I ever sat in
And in all this runnin… I said my piece but always tried to run back
Until I realized how am I supposed to will it either cause everyday it feels like the same attack
And I'm not black...
Alone… and I know they got the phones tapped
They know I’m not doing shit and not the bitch they slapped
A push and pull? It’s not even like that
It’s just he’s not that into me, never really was...
And I need to face that fact
Arrogant I was maybe when I woke up
I was so sure it was over
The getting hit the more I reached and remembered
But they all just playing games like red rover red rover…
If you wearing "RED... it's a very emotional color" then you can’t come over
And next thing you know came another December
Another year they prayed I wouldn’t remember
I never threw it when I walked
And if I tried I would trip
It’s all just me here as from my dead arms they ripped
That shit not fair… but still we are here
If I walked out of heaven I wouldn’t stop
But then that’s another 8 acting iffy so that’s 4 more they’d pop
Yeah “I seen it all” too
“But we survive thru the bad parts” ~ Tupac
“Why”? ~ Cla919
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