Divided's Myspace
http://www.myspace.com/theyeffectmusic
Epidemik's Myspace
http://www.myspace.com/charleyyangmusic
[Chorus] [Bernard Park]
music, do you know what i am feeling?
every night this is what i'm dreaming
with the mic i am just screaming
and this is the reason why i'm singing
[Verse 1] [Divided]
Take from my days, Makin my way, down this road, no one can say, and even if you take my pray, what matters is what lies today, what lies is what you are lyin to rest, my eyes my soul close as the holy father is blessed, its nothing you can control,and the bad decisions that will lead to parole, hole that leads to your soul, I guess it just goes to show, what you owe to the world and what you call your home, and just let your mind roam, to the world unknown. I can show the way, your gonna have to pay your might, your strife, you might just forget about life, thats right. you cant depend on anybody else, up to you and yourself , left your mind on the bookshelf, but there is something I have to tell you, What the fuck you gonna do when no one helps you, cant just sit around, drowned and bound to this hip hop underground, multimedia sound, surrounds, everybody in the place, you cant escape, it sticks to your heart like a piece of tape. But wait, high from the sound but actin straight, what beat and poetry create, puts you in a state of, happiness, having this happy bitch, will happen not happenin right away, it will happen,you just have to wait. Fate. all these late nites inspire,and your mind is just tired,so just call it night, and blow out the fire.
[Chorus] [Bernard Park] (x2)
[Verse 2] [Epidemik]
i regret a lot of things i did in my life
like sitting inside with no shit in my mind
in the mid of the night, dimming the light
i wasn't bound to shit till i picked up the mic
and that's real talk, i wouldn't lie to you
even when i try to do a lot of things, life is too
hard on me, i wanna be a prodigy, it's probably
not hard to reach, i feel the hip hop colony is calling me
but it only matters if i answer them or not
and pull through, fucking around, staring at a rock
won't get me anywhere, i wanna raise up to the top
to the point where i'll see all the haters getting stomped
don't think that i don't care, i've been caring all along
but i'm still asking myself "where will i go wrong?"
will the money equal drugs? will i dare to go upon
that path? snorting coke, breathing marijuana smog?
shit, to tell the truth, i don't even know
but i'm not gonna lie and say i won't even go
to that level, just know that i'm rapping for the love of it
the other shit, the money and the fame is just another bit
of the prize i'll earn if i truly deserve it
even if i don't succeed, making music is worth it
and to all you jealous bitches trying to be putting me down
suck my motherfucking dick bitch, look at me now
[Chorus] [Bernard Park] (x2)
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