eleven st. crazy time Lyrics Eleven St. Crazy lyrics

eleven st. crazy
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(verse 1)
My life filled with many tasks;
meager to ask;
blind folded and beaten to death;
reched with ass, I consulted my peers;
with no lending hands, they revolted with sneers;
too many ears with unheard words
nods of understanding, yet Im told that Im ubsurd, swear words and verbs, combine like proverbs;
slashes on my wrists while curse words emerge;
mind busts and perged; with too much knowledge;
no achievements no high school or college;
Im fallin, is somebody callin;
or are all these voices heard, in my mind cause im stallin;
procrastination takes over again; again and again my minds cluttered with fashions and trends;
will time end; or is it a bend in my watch it must be time for change cause the clock just stopped

(chorus)
Will time stop, so I can ketch up.
or am i just fucked in the long run with too many mess ups. I was told before that my life will never change
now Im back at the start in the middle of a strange. x2

(verse 2)
SO whens my time gon start, when gon god give me a shot;
or he gon fuck me like before, with no helpin the dark;
Ive got a beltin of a bark;
leavin welts up or your heart;
you can tell by my scars;
its a battle in my part.
So you can step out the way its the return of noone;
with gods help or not, I be liable to throw one.
And take my fucken spot;
weather you want it or not;
its not up to you, its in the hands of hip hop;

im gon get my shot. use my lyrical shock
does the microphone studder or do my words just pop.
doses and doses aint gon take your headache away;
I propose you hyptnotized while your body just sways;
mind delays, you caught in my rythum;
when words colide with wisdom it get you cought in the ism.
Persision keep me blastin with curism; Im laughin when you dyein yet im crashin when you livin.

(chorus)
will time stop so I can ketch up;
or am I fucked in the long run with too many mess-ups;
I was told before that my life will never change, now Im back at the start in the middle of a strange. x2

(verse 3)
now let me step it up for you;
with out tryin to bore you;
you change perspectives of life when people ignore you;
But Im gon let it be heard
Its my time to shyne
Ill be meager with words
Yet Im eager to ryme.
so assemble your self, pack Im bringin new pace;
A page unspoke of
leave you all in ahh and amaze;
watch you crawl in my maze;
a faze you all gon face;
but man it up, its t.k.o
with shots like mine, you get blinded with blows.
so Im remindin you hoes to get ready.
My lyrics spread to kill like desease soaked confetti.
keep your self steady and remember this verse ;
a mind like mine a aint a blessin its a curse;