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    dots Submission Name: Can You Feel M e Praydots
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    Author: TwistedMinded
    ASL Info:    23/m/San Diego
    Elite Ratio:    1.74 - 82/109/32
    Words: 608
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 1139
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    Description:
       this is song from the heart


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    dotsCan You Feel M e Praydots
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    (hook)
    it's all a dream so make belive
    that i have another day to fucking breath
    i just want to lay to rest but i got no peace
    peace comes at a price and the prize is cheese
    im trying to stay alive to see another day
    im tryng to survive can hear me pray


    (verse 1)
    yo i grew up in the gettho in the gettholess street
    in the gettho in the alley were the homeless sleep
    were the hoes and the crack phenes sell the pussy
    were the money comes fast were the money goes deep

    moms struggling hard at 15 cross states lines
    holding a kid from 1 harm trying to save her own life
    and pops living in a farm in the middle of nower
    chasing the fucking dream but going out to nowere

    sheding tears of blood and poring sweat of pain
    grinding like a fucking slave but seen no gain
    no light under the tunnel no hope no faith
    only the picture of his family nail down to his brain

    and an old jesus piece his mom gave him one day
    b4 he left his own and went ON OWN his way
    can you feel me pray can you feel me pray
    (haha) jesus dosent even know my name


    (verse 2)
    yo my eyez are blind to love and see nothing but hate shit
    im tierd of wiping my eyes cuz their bleeding to death
    my demise is six-feet deep while smoking a split
    i feel like a kid with a needle stuck in the skin

    never thought to live to see fuckin 21
    so why do i feel like my life is completely done
    i breath slowly cause i have one working lung
    i sleep with one eye open cause if i blink my life is gone

    six million ways to die so i got to choose one
    i refuse to die like a bitch with a loaded gun
    and im never going to run from my mathafucking shadow
    this soldier is going to fight this unbeatable battle

    and im going to stay alive to see the end of days
    the road and aint done for me i still got a long ass way
    and im wide wake can you feel me pray huh
    (haha) jesus dosent even know my name


    (verse 3)
    but the is end near i could feel god's spear
    stabing me in the back i see light in a wall of black
    my mission aint accomplished so i go to go back
    i didnt comes this far to go ahead and just leave it at that

    the struggle aint over and the dream keeps on dreamin
    im the next in the in my blood so i go to keep on brething
    moving and never looking back
    i know were i come from i got traces on my mathafucking track

    i got scars in my back - i got scars in my skin
    i got scars in my face - i got scars in my vains
    i shed immagrint blood - i shed tears from a god
    i shed skin from my mom - i shed love from the heart

    and its me the kid holding my fathers jesus piece
    on his knees begging to god please
    IS HE suffocating but i wont give up
    can you feel me pray god im dying trying just to stay up







    Submitted on 2007-07-27 08:49:48     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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