Chad NV-
Im looking for support not someone to cheer me on
looking for someone to be my navigation as i ride on
not someone to tell me what to do
but someone to guide my fate as God sends clue by clue
looking for that one to be on my side
not infront, behind, but sitting passenger in my life's ride
need a shawty sitting shotgun
looking for that "one"
but my mind is stuck on this so called thing called love
got my heart, mind, soul and gut in a big fight
each tryin to make room for their own opinion, shedding the light
but in the end, who do i listen to, when push comes to shove
which one do i let shine
and right now it seems to be my mind
And i got my Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth
the B.I.B.L.E. and God trying to show me my self worth
and i got St. Chris showing me the path
but who do i lean on when i am tired
know what not to look for, from previous cats being fired
tired of new calculations though, kinda liking old math
But thats my mind speaking
tired of letting me heart suffer the leaking
trying to find the key to uncage my soul
and got my gut spewing out i told yah so's
trying to combine all four, with good reasons
cuz i want the championship ring at the end of the season
Kasey Radley -
"got my gut spewing out i told yah so's"
like u done been through this all befo'
so now im walkin hella careful
hell is at the end of the stairwell
but i keep climbin up
tryna make da big bucks
my heart, n soul have been sucked-
dry
so many fuckin lies
like wadda fuckin guy!
now i cant even trust my mind
like love's fool i went blind
so now its sorta jus me myself and i
my heart makes me cry
so i turned it off
too hard to have when im reachin for the top
the heart aint responsible for thought
but feeling
and it'll still hurt when u hit the ceiling
still alone, so ur mind starts dealing
coping,
soul constantly hoping
but ur gut already got the rope n
ur heart suicides, floatin
please dont let this be it
pain so hard to admit
love will come, but we have to commit
my heart, wantin me to call it quits
my mind, i think im over this shit
my soul, half closed with my eyes slit
my gut, justifyin every last tid-bit
love, still my deepest wish
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