If you listen close, you might here nature sing

If you listen close, you might here nature sing So heavenly, yeah If you leave the book closed, then they won't know a thing, yeah Like the way I bleed yeah Honestly tho, my mind been a little lately Maybe it was screwed too tightly, or a little loose, truth words spoken vaguely Can somebody hear me, do anybody care to save me Every where I go, in this world, I feel outta place, does anyone care to replace me In a place where pain doesn't make me, feel like, it's always down to chase me Not like these ladies tho Never had the looks, I didn't really care tho Fell in love with the way Jucie was rappin, man was on a whole different flow If you disrespect his name, prepare to feel this smoke And I ain't talkin violence, I think this world puts enough, around the globe Hate travels faster than we ever known We're supposed to respect each other, and pick each up as we go Fuck every body and what they say You wanna shine bright, well tomorrow a brand new day And I'll be damn, if these haters try to speak down apon my name Sharp blade cut deep, till they put me on the mic All the parts I played made me, who I am, right Yeah I makin music, so what I'm white, so what I'm trash Makin music about love, which is somethin I can never have Or singin bout how life is sad, and treats you bad But little did they know these emotions was replayin, right before it starts to spaze Now we're right back, at the same place, we're I can never go back And if I ever did, I try to put it in the past Cuz moments like this are memories you wish you could grasp Relive all good memories you ever had, or have Cuz before you know it, the present becomes the past, and the future becomes the present, right before reality itself, fades to fast Then when you trace it back, you began to realize time is irrelevant, ain't that the truth, naw man, more like a fact Matter fact, like juice once said, if you ain't ride with me since the low, then you ain't with the pact That's Funny to me tho, cuz I'm just a young kid, tryna make a impact Kid who fights verbally, not the type who hits back Like Ghaundi himself, I believe all this sufferin is somethin that we get, but don't get that Sometimes things are alot harder than it seems to forget that But if you look past that, you'll soon realize we're all the same, with different past I missed a couple plays in my life, so I made a different pass, found a different path I was busy calculatin unusual numbers nobody knew, we'll call that a different math, tho Cuz crunchin up the problem, while figurin out the other half Solution was the aftermath, but never took the time to bother that On my country, ass shit, but even then, it makes you wonder what's beyonder that I was watchin the sun slowly goin down, but watchin it go up, is somethin you need to pounder at Cuz no matter how much darkness tends to shine It a cycle of a balance, but even so, I don't like the sight It's fuckin up my mind, but I won't let it take whats mine Like they keep tellin me pay attention to the signs But they ain't tellin me, when it'll be my time So every wasted breathe, could've been another verse line Like quick, somebody better grab nik a mic, while he spit some hurt rhymes Like Bonnie and Clyde, we ain't lookin back, whatever burnin in hell, burns right Tires marks, like the way I crash and burn, right Then when they shine the light at me, eyes starin back at me, sayin this is my time The moment they was waitin for, Well it's about time I don't even have to rap fast, not that it's a waste of time If anythin it kinda create a better tastes in your verse right They ain't no tellin what my brain will say, cuz this is a freestyle, no rehearsal type In the studio, the one imma soon make, call it a virtual life Imma learn how to build one from the ground, cuz I have a spiritual mind Rappin my ass off, cuz I want that life Trappin, with my mask off, but keep the gas on, cuz we got the weed burnin hot, best way imma say it nice We choose how we live, others choose how they die But this world too evil, you see wrong but where the right This world too focus on makin all this money right, but tell me what does it really define Workin 9 to 5, or pay for an education right Just to play along to the system right Fall in like soldier in line Till they get to blazin, knocker your ass out Take a hit, then another one, then pass it around Make a hit, like I was the chosen one, but just a kid in a small town But to grown for these bitches, like every day another day for me to ball out Dropped the latest mix, swear it was the hottest shit, but somehow They talkin about how even if I manage to make a hit, I would fall out Make to many sad song, make your wonderin how life could make you tall now I don't even wanna talk now, or call now All my friends askin what wrong now Everythin, but that's besides the point right I was gettin too high, but was feelin this joint, yeah