Don't Speak
i couldn’t repeat who said it
I couldn’t rebirth once I dead it
But what if it deserves credit
What if we push out what we need in
And cover up the truth in the lions skin
We here to win
But where we goin
More then half this life not even knowin
Gotta message
Gotta keep it
Sometimes the rules say you gotta creep it
The weathers nice
Role some dice
Smoke this weed to get my head right
dont come wrong
can you notice the direction if your head to strong
Can you hear the pace if your mind to gone
Can you find the sense
The second making
Can you trust your own baking
Can you tell your own story
read from the outside to the in
further down the story it gets less blurry
Just gotta take the time to read
Sometimes a sentence will make you feel a breeze
Hope I don’t blow you away
I see all the times I thought you strayed
I see all the times it was hard for you to stay
Can’t run from a shadow
Its just a shape
One thing a shadow don’t show
Is face
At my own pace
Im make it right
Can’t happen over night
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