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Try to find a place in lines that I embraceWhile I strive to find a balance between a time and spaceIn a microphone.. When Im soundin intenseI feel like 'Pac on his hospital bed, countin his breathsAnd they still say, Ill never blow on the micUnless I spit a gimmick with some clever jokes cuz Im whiteIm forced to listen to critics just chatter they teethWith all their bullshit opinions like it matters to meAnd my closest friends stumble as they mumble and doubt meWhile I try to hold the world as it crumbles around meFeel my lungs close, strain harder for breathsAs the broken dreams I have match the heart in my chestAnd the pressure builds... But without a releaseI know that ya hope floats, but its out of my reachIm tired of the masks that we wear (if only)You saw my true self youd be scared (to know me)But now I finally see what I love is worthlessBeautys skin deep, but its just a surfaceMy shoulders are breaking and my focus is hazyPlus my teeth are chipped from biting all the bullets that you gave meIn the form of lies, and I mistook it as honestTook the good with the losses, til the good was just lost, itsHard to hold the burdens until my shoulders bleedI was forced to flee, until I learned to fly with broken wingsAcross the visions of feelins and all this violent livinOf a fucked up system insistin that I should try to fit inLetras de cancionesBut now I can see Im unrelated to youCuz I took off the mask that suffocated the truth(If Life) could even worsen, (Then Id) release my burden(And try) to be the person, (Who writes) and speaks in perfect(Advice) for people hurtin, (Who cries) and fiends for nursing(And time) would be asserted, (To find) a decent purpose(But I) am weak and burdened, (I cry) and seek alertness(In life) to be the person, (Whos lines) are seen as perfect(I try) and seem so worthless, (That life) has demons lurkin(That I) defeat the purpose, (And Life) is seen as worthlessWatch everyday just pass me bySlowly corroding and acting fineSuffocating on this mask of mineTil I run out of breath and I cant surviveRepeat x2Through my angel eyes I see the devil's truthThrough my angel eyes I see the devil's truthThrough my angel eyes I see the devil's truthThrough my angel eyes I see...(Repeat x 4)I need to get a piece of inhibition (First!)And speak another piece of bitter vision (Words!)And get a better syndicate of vindicated fewAnd I better never let another mitigate the truthCuz Im the better, never get a flow with flawBetter with the letters, veteran know it allTalk a lot in a song, better hold em offI thought I was lost, never fold or fallIf I could ever get a minute trying to beMy life independent when Im dying in peaceI might get a sentiment I write to a beatMy mind of a veteran, trying to seeThat lifes beautiful, suitable to let goOf anything and Ill just survive through it allInner lines intertwined, my mind is livin lifeGrippin mics, livin life in trife its live and die From Letras Mania