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Track 4 - Rut
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hiphop rap mixtape beats and rhymes spittin
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Poetical rhymage.
I'm just one member of Northern Lights and this is my first ever mix tape release. I'm hoping by the next one i'll be using all my own beats but I am quite happy with some of what I got and I enjoy doing me so it's all good.
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Peak #6,880
Peak in subgenre #554
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January 03, 2005
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Four years is spacious - thoughts of young infatuations Brought on by faces; the time the place plus situation, Confused or mistaken? And when I saw you years later I felt emotions for a woman more than blatant penetration. I can’t state my motivation my life force fears amputation, Of the sordid separation – void blandly replaced With empty hopeless Green Days plagued with envy, you’d come More stunning than a meteor that could take out the sun Felt like a date, had great fun, platonic friend on my arm Deviating speculation ‘must concentrate, remain calm’ I said with sweat on my palms, heart crushing my oesophagus Separation from you did cause a crash within my confidence. My paroxysm is obvious landing deftly ankle deep In a sea that these tears squeezed to sweat you out of me. Once I voiced impatient needs for you: spur of the moment. Had I been more straightforward would you have stayed round for homework? Never did hear your own words, news hurts with carried curse That was fucking bad at first; a friend’s opinion may reverse, Now I can see that is absurd and so I tried hard not to flirt. The thought, I saw as disrespectful; love had taught and I had learnt. A friend like you: unattainable, while you’re dating I pay per view True my hopes are deflating but I’m waiting for you. Debating which facts were true your worth or my impression A crush I put down to lust, much depression in such lessons. And that was it for a year or so. Some good friends you have to let go when complications arise and progress just gets so slow. What to do you don’t know, uncomfortable, lose control, can’t compose and vulnerable. When so becomes so. We spoke in passing on occasion I assumed you knew your mind And your thoughts, you wouldn’t change them with mine too secure to hide That I had failed to restrain or tame a deeply needing side Impaled evenly between the lines and tempted towards suicide A ruined life destroyed … by love in disguise By an angel whose soul buries men in her eyes. Petrified I may not make it through this retched life alive As my present love presents a new disorder every time Brought together again; talked; felt respect for a friend That was open not pretentious guess this sentence won’t end Trust amendments that were made but it’s fate that beat them My defences weakened over the course of one weekend. And have my feelings deepened, challenge steepened, keeping secrets? For all I know between us our attraction could be even And that’s exactly my believing that attacked me with the fever. You neither love me nor want to have sex with me either But there’s confusion in the ether are you such a deep sleeper I could not wake you with a kiss and send your senses scrambling nearer? If my head was thinking clearer, weary moods have got me dreary And my senseless approach to my attempts at getting with you Have me scattered in my passion with you flattered by my actions? Or catching them in passing did you humour me by laughing? …. I’m afraid of asking…. Almost reaching for the aspirin I love you but how much? I doubt you’d grasp my fashion In fact with all the history, undecided futures, I’d like to make a go of it But scared to send you further From the truth and how I see it The future of our beings I’d listen to your problems interested by your feelings… ---------------- So now doused in the crystalline falls of confusion With a mind that’s mystified blessed has lied and so I…. Take some time, to think of all of life’s great things And my mind has turned to you and my thoughts drain from the sink My life has disappeared, this encounter I have feared Straining ‘til my veins bulge to act relaxed not weird And my hands shake with age calling desperation To save me from the path that ingests my ruthless aged Love struck, numb tongue lately plagued with A hundred years of suffering inside a mind so laboured Like wines savoured My emotions roast an
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