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song for a broken heart-"get back up" GUYS JST RECORDED USING A CRAPPY MP3 PLAYER AT (More) GUYS JST RECORDED USING A CRAPPY MP3 PLAYER AT HOME...SORRY ABOUT THE NOISE IN BACKGROUND...WEL DIS SONG IS FOR EVERY1
GOING THROUGH BREAKUP OR HAD1...ITS CALLED GETTING BACK UP..WROTE IT DURING CLASS HOURS..HEHE...OK HERE IS THE LYRICS..PLZZ GIV UR FEEDBACK..1ST FUL SONG OF MINE...NO PRO IN SINGING..SORRY FOR DAT
So many plans,so many dreams,
so much of talk,promises nd swears,
millions of kiss,endless of hugs,
textin all day,talking all night,
holding your hands,feeling your warmth,
your hands around,your precious smile..
Never dreamt that,you would leave me..
now that ur gone i've lost my life's charm..
Why did u leave,who said you what,
what convinced you,to tear me apart,
just tell me that,askin not to get back,
so that convincing thought,can convince me too..
not that i want,to restart your love,
im not lookin for an emotional patch up
You took ur hands,you turned your face
you walked away,as if im a stranger..
What can say,how do i react??
do i react with cry,or fury or smile,
i wanna get back,wanna rewind my life,
erase you out,like u never happened,
falling in love with my true love,
greyin together with unconditional love..
Is this possible?? to rewind our life?
No it is not,we gotto accept dis faCT..
LIFE IS ONEWAY,MEMORIES NEVER FADE
BUT WE CAN GET BACK,BY NOT LOOSING HEART,
GET BACK SO STRONG,LIKE NEVER BEFORE,
PEOPLE DO CHANGE BUT NOT AL (Less)
JoePro - So Real Part improv, part fragmented verses, all put (More) Part improv, part fragmented verses, all put together and recorded in less than an hour.
Free mp3 download:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/111827995a117eb9/
Another recent song: "Unsung": http://www.zshare.net/audio/107079399ce59b5f/
"So Real" Lyrics:
I'm like a fucking budding flower with the dew drops still on me
you can pick me up and flaunt me if you want to
I'm sitting here, so unknown, so ungrown
with so much going for me and so much to go
Ive got so much life in me, life that hasnt even surfaced
Ive got worlds of life in me, galaxies and universes
Ive got so much time its fucking beautiful, Im just a kid
I still have yet to begin, no'n to lose, so much to win
but I feel like I'm fucking going insane
through the pain and strain of feeling my hope drain
I feel now like I can't possibly succeed
at ANY fucking thing I try
is this the way the world hangs out people to dry?
are you telling me I shouldn't even try?
cause for so much blinding hope and huge attempts
I'm pretty much still in the same place in any sense
and its gotten to the point where my fragmented thoughts
can only stay out of insanity by banging on pots
by clinging to some shred of a beat
so I can keep telling myself I've still got something ahead of me
but what can you do to change a world that ignores you
it would even be better if it deplores you
so at least you're making a difference at least you've been aknowledged
you ain't just being sucked into the monotonous scheme of college
I aint just the realest rapper, Im the realest person you'll ever meet
I aint a picture perfect image encased in gems so fresh and neat,
the way you see me in videos is the same as in person,
I dont wear a different suit for the million different shots or the verses
what is this rhyming this rapping
this need to write
the need to accomplish enormous feats of might
this need to hear and see and touch and taste beauty
this need to succeed is above all my duty
this need to put beats down on the sheet
and feel 'em rip through the surface and come alive for me
Im describing it as best I can
but my mind works a million miles an hour faster than my hand
ITS SO FRESH BECAUSE ITS REAL, SO REAL BECAUSE ITS FRESH
just wait for me to get this dark and heavy shit off my chest
and you'll hear the rest, like you never imagined rap
how bout that, its all about emotions, in fact
so how far away are we...
from this new deity
IM OVERDUE still approaching so belatedly
Just listen to my music, i dont care if you know the sense in it
or if it just gives you a thrill because of how intense it is
or because of whichever part of your life it gives emphasis
but it makes you real no matter for what reason you intended it
I dont need drugs I got my own special recipe
I get high spinning the beats about my destiny
but its a physical addiction, it controls the rest of me
governed by necessity it holds me so messily
This need: the need to feel the beat beneath my feet
to stand alone in a valley with the beat surrounding me
to go alone to the moon and to the bottom of the sea
it awakens all other passions I've never even seen
I CAN FEEL IT WANTING TO BE FUCKING ERUPTING OUT OF ME
but a line is only a single pebble in the pond surrounding me
SO FUCKING LET IT BURST I DON'T CARE IF IT HURTS RESOUNDINGLY
So strap me to the table and attach the cords
and turn the knobs up all the way
I've fought with so many different swords
I could die or get born today (Less)
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