AL3 – Loose Ends

My loose ends now untied, I’m back in my grind
Unstoppable is the flow, unbreakable is the rhyme
I tone down the game, just to bring you the same
Rhyme that I tamed, and the stories that i blame
I blame my stories for making me who I am
A guy without conscience and who doesn’t give a damn
What he say or what he does, as long as the ends meet
Regardless how many get trampled among the feet
Truth of it is that is who I used to be
Now the truth is out there for the world to see
And the question is, who really wants to be me?
And walk around this world questioning all you see?
Taking in everyone’s pain and making it your own
Fighting through days of weakness just to have one moment strong
Looking over your shoulder as you take each step
Wondering if the day is the day you meet death
And being paranoid of every glimpse of pain
Because of several mistakes, your life isn’t the same.
Who wants to look left and right and see a future
And not knowing which way would truly suit ya?
Take a walk, take a step
And glance in my eyes, feel what I felt.

For the times I was sad, for the times I was glad
The truth is, opening the red folder was bad
When that shit was reopened, the pain rushed back
Now I’m left alone to retake it back
My loose ends now untied, I’m back in my grind
Unstoppable is the flow, unbreakable is the rhyme (x2)

I tone down the game, just to bring you the same
Rhyme that I tamed, and the stories that I blame
I don’t put this out there just to be a mess
But I leave it here as a response to my stress
If I had hair on my head, it would be gray
I’m already seeing wrinkles, as I age each day
I need to slow it down and rethink this life
And wondering if what I’m in is worth the fight
If it is truly worth it, then it must make me stronger
Because my life is torture and I can’t take it any longer
I’m at the end of the rope and my friends can see it
I can no longer fight, stand up, or even flee it
I look down the barrel and I see my maker
The streak is now over and I join the Undertaker

For the times I was sad, for the times I was glad
The truth is, opening the red folder was bad
When that shit was reopened, the pain rushed back
Now I’m left alone to retake it back
My loose ends now untied, I’m back in my grind
Unstoppable is the flow, unbreakable is the rhyme (x2)

–inspired by VTZ – Tabula Rasa