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Zion(Song)

Post by Paperclip420 » Wed Feb 05, 2014 6:38 pm

Coming straight out the sticks
Working to get rich
With a whole bag of tricks
To prosper and grow and a few to take your bitch
In my Nike kicks and a pair of jeans
Screaming the ends always justify the means
Fight for your success
In life you can do nothing less
Overcome the struggle
Before your life caves in and your world turns to rubble
Stay humble, responsible, and steadfast
Only the strong survive, the weak don't last
They get tossed to the side, forgotten
Thrown out with the trash like they're rotten
I puff away with all these thoughts flowing in my brain
I just pray to God I won't live this life in vain

I find myself some times
Reminiscing, combing my mind
Thinking of all my crimes
Knowing I'm not perfect, but what the hell
I roll up and put flame to the L

Hoping this all won't be for nothing
I want my story to be one they can sing
When I'm dead and gone
I just want to leave an impression before I head to Zion
Just wanna give some power to my name
Show the world I'm not the same
As all these common folk, walking the straight line
Living a life that they say is "Just fine"
But I want to live an extraordinary life, one I'll be proud of
When I'm waiting to pass, I hope to be surrounded by love
And with respect till the grave
But who really knows how the fates will behave
They tend to sometimes throw you good but love to give you bad
Give you something you take for granted
And the fates take back what they had
And leave you stranded

I find myself some times
Reminiscing, combing my mind
Thinking of all my crimes
Knowing I'm not perfect, but what the hell
I roll up and put flame to the L

Viewing the world from the clouds, watching it all
Not worried about if I'm gonna fall
Mary took me here, I love that crazy bitch
Sometimes get to fiending, back of my brain there's a little itch
But when I burn the smoke works its magic
I forget about this fucked world, so unfair and tragic
Full of hardships and a lot of pain
Life will give you a lot of shit to complain about
Walking with your bottom lip out
Little baby trying to pout
But it's alright, relax, hit this shit, and chill
Life's about the search for the thrill
Not about the difficult situations and sadness
It's about keeping that smile and counting every blessing
Fuck the bullshit, smoke down forget your stress
Instead focus on overcoming and progressing
"Not all those who wander are lost."

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