Thursday, April 19, 2012

Coldest Storm


Everyone's got something to say
The coldest storm is awake
Rhymes pouring like heavens falling
Blessings coming once in a while than ever
I killed my wave but the storm's cumin
Winter upfront! Guess everyone's going to get laid back to front
We might as well all get along
Nine months later who will take the fall
A premature excuse out of all
But who's there to judge, not me foreshore
Blessings might live to see light
It ain't no hate or excuse
The coldest storm is to awake
And everyone's got something to say