Paroles The Real Me de Neuse

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Textes et Paroles de The Real Me



(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame
By the end you gon' know my name
It take a while just to file the pile
But in the end you gon' know my style
Clenched fist around the cross of this chain
I beg God just to heal my pain
Scarred deep if you could only see
Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Verse 1)

Trying to escape from this place and this straight jacket
Is so goddamned strapped it could probably pack and jack ya
For ya Air Jordan jacket and pair of ya Air Forces
Of course this is plausible force for poor fortune
We's the underdogs huddled bundled under ya'll
My subtle rebuttal got you stuck in puddles of gall
Suffered scars and scrapes but my hearts my tapes
I waited ages just to make my plate
And here I am in this hateable state with this loveable paper
Propositions pop a pussy like a gullible rape
I'm shrugging shoulders doubled over holding clovers
Struggling hoping that my homeless homies owning sofas
I told ya that Coca told me hope to know ya in the future
Putrid suits ya attitude due to a few sutures
Patience is a virtue Satan gave me a curfew
He said Stop, drop, and roll don't work when the flames burn you son

(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame
By the end you gon' know my name
It take a while just to file the pile
But in the end you gon' know my style
Clenched fist around the cross of this chain
I beg God just to heal my pain
Scarred deep if you could only see
Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Verse 2)

To pull a piece defeats the purpose of ya birth
As a hearse awaits you to burn to just dump you under the dirt
Verbal serves as a weapon for messing with every nerve
I curse ya girl and jerk her purse and divert you with every word
A mastermind you can't deny put the past behind that defines you
Jason mask painted black with a axe ready to find you
Level headed heading for levels you ain't ready to settle with
Keep messing better yet you get fed the metal for settlement
Hearing me fearing me lyrically I bring sincerity
With nothing to lose nothing to prove loving me critically
I'm cynically sinful with my pinnacle symphony
Mentally unstable a fable worth not mentioning
Got to be hot not to be stopped
not to fall short flop and drop out of my spot
Not a hater but definitely not a praiser
Not a flamer either doesn't mean I can't take the heat of the flame (I'm)

(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame
By the end you gon' know my name
It take a while just to file the pile
But in the end you gon' know my style
Clenched fist around the cross of this chain
I beg God just to heal my pain
Scarred deep if you could only see
Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Verse 3)

Stuck between a rock and a hard place
But to work hard pays in heart aches and dark days
Walk ways when the car breaks and it's hard to pay
Rain pours on the grain floors and it falls for days
I need money and hundreds just ain't enough
I need to press enough up to tug me out of this rut
Get this stress off my chest in a meditive state
Cause' the pressure is depressing need a sedative to take
All the pain away or maybe take me to the grave
But heaven's just a place filled with halo's and a gate
Sans flames cause' hell is a mile away
I gotta hollow out this bottle and swallow my pain away
Steer clear of my fears it's been too many years
Cause' I flew through the boos now I'm ready for the cheers
Choose to lose but never to bruise
Cause' the truth is I'm through with moving these empty rooms (I'm)

(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame
By the end you gon' know my name
It take a while just to file the pile
But in the end you gon' know my style
Clenched fist around the cross of this chain
I beg God just to heal my pain
Scarred deep if you could only see
Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Thanks to JR for these lyrics)

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