My eyes (rap)

by Dustin S   Sep 22, 2008


I myself, am a man of respect.
I try not to give out the wrong infect.
But lately I've been dealing with to much.
The surface is to hot for me to touch.
Deep down, the steep side flips,
Anger builds, and a few heartbeats skip.
Nothing is making sence, my emotions tangle.
This voice chokes, this throats in a strangle.
From every angle, it still dont conclude.
No matter how hard I try, there's always a fued.
With the world revolving, Im a stuck teen,
Trying to survive, but caught between.
Between a my career, and my lonely fear.
Never would of guessed that it was this near.
Im searching, looking for a way to escape,
Get my head out this vise, Im like a grape.
Unable to tell the difference from light and dark,
I try to find a place at night to park.
Spark my fume, maybe it'll shine me bright.
This anger is upsetting me, yet I dont wanna fight.

Just wishing, not wanna a battle,
My cattle and I are uppin, with the saddle.
Rattle my rhymes around if you please,
But anger shows in my eyes. Look at these.

Time is unwinding, letting go,
Im deciding if I should let this redding show,
Or maybe I should relax, take a day off.
My heart needs a break, needs to stop the scoff.
Life's intersection, from Pain st to teh Hurt valleys,
I've never needed to relax as bad in the alleys.
What am I? Angry? Mad? Or just confused?
Right now I dont know. These my right rhymes I used?
Looking for a way to settle this uneasing grief,
The mind is transforming, thinkin I'ma theif.
Well, I am heading for a new direction.
Im turnin into a new me, wanting to be perfection.
What Im saying is, I'm going to calm my time,
Perhaps try harder when I rhyme.
This New yorker hails at the feet of no one,
Because his anger shall be rid, its done.
Fun time is over, I'm hammerin down hard,
So on the next card, be prepared for the whole yard.
My anger, the inner madness needs to leave,
Cause being mad for no reason, is what I dont believe.

Just wishing, not wanna a battle,
My cattle and I are uppin, with the saddle.
Rattle my rhymes around if you please,
But anger can show in my eyes. Look at these.

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