Feenom Circle lyrics

Feenom Circle lyrics

"Misunderstanding Lyrics"

Multicolord Lady Lyrics
got on a bus in memphis, Destination rome. Georgia ain't no paradise But a place i just call home. I sat next to a broken hearted bride She was cryin', tryin' so hard to hide Her selfish sorrow. I tried to get her talkin' She didn't have much to say She asked me for a map to death row But i didn't know the way She had lost a million in the game One look out the window at the pine


[Raw J]

I feel so misunderstood

so I write these rhymes tryin to relate

but it sho aint easy



[Oatmeal]

now as this poetry flows in me

I try to keep my edge

and at the same time

I'm findin time to keep my paintbrush wet

if you know me then you follow

if not, its hard to swallow

the pursuit for keepin in live

versus those who chase the bread

many rhymes misunderstood

and I stand by every line

and I kept it on the under

dont go snatchin my wine

the poured soul in solitude

days spent forever bent

with heavensent words, unheard

what's the chances?

too many dances with the devil

will level your whole plan
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Would You Sleep With The Demon Lyrics
Would you sleep with the demon? Would you like to be possessed? Would you give your hand for the seducer? Would you sleep with the demon? Just try to imagine arriving shape from the dark tresspassing into your dreams seducing you at night Mesmerising look straight to your eyes touch of demon wing on your skin follow the Demon into realms of night would you give your hand for the seducer?
br /> my vocal illustration in an aerosol can

a mic in hand, and funny how them sands

will slip away, regret-a waste of time

spent yesterday, best to play your cards right

a hard nights work when bills are due

and dues will get paid just the same

in due time, we refrain

from cuttin them shorts

16 pieces breakin down entire royal courts

its for the takin



[Hook]

when the music changes mode, I change mood

I press play, let my visions delay

the sound soothes me, and it moves me

and when I visualize the scene, I day dream

and break away from another day

the sight soothes me, and it moves me



[Raw J]

print blue

rhythmic architecture

dust
Trapped Lyrics
like a turtle on it's back like a blind man walking the streets of new york like a fire in a glass my heart is wrapped up in a cellophane bag i seperate the memories i think of the things that i've done wrong i throw them away to conceal the pain it was one long night i've been beat down trapped so deep i can't even breat
vinyl in the basement needle director

just find the groove

hailing longer bombs

we live on a fault so turn tables need stronger arms it's like

only scratch come on 12 double 0's

so this prose

hits the paper, mic, then uppercuts my folks

you see we drop this at 33 and one three

the force of gravity in constant odds

underground when its supposed to be

food for the gods, small timer at large

in effect before the cause

chasing applause

while I'm hunted by laws

therefore contents are pressurized

top to bottom on your mind frame, visualize



[Oatmeal]

and I was blessed with a steady hand

cursed with obsession

in search of the timeless in this broken art

Not Letting Go (Bonus Track) Lyrics
These city lanterns Fade in around you Baby tonight I'm sailing around you And I, I never thought that you'd ever care Drifting in circles, so unaware Someone special was somewhere out there Cause just like the waves that crush before us And keep coming back to shore We'd fall, we keep hanging on, always keep coming back for more So baby hold on, (hold on) on the rocks with th
eft with a broken heart, no rest for the weary

some remain numb while these others nearly

lost their minds

but the picture that I painted meant to constrain

just a mental sketch on a surface or a musical plane

cant complain where and how this road twists or turns missed out

on a message, a chain of thoughts in chains



[Raw J]

sending shots to my peoples behind prison doors

oppressive gates got our thirst unquenched

soul pours out of poisonous containers

drums and words the only remainders

starving youths the reminders

that some of us need to be the truth finders

born dead, had to learn to live

only take what I could give

livin harder than most

and shakin off the lessons of the comatose