#fabianne

[maddlong]

[maddlong]

[fabiannecelly]

Pegar o celular, olhar, respirar, discar! Para, pensar e lembrar! Ô saudade, bate, machuca e também faz bem, faz sorrir e chorar! Mas ai você para pensa bem então desliga, com o coração na mão e as lágrimas nos olhos! Pensa em o que diria ou se conseguiria diz que esta com saudade! Mas não ai você lembra do quão acabou mal, que você foi jogada fora da vida dele feito um lixo! Mas ai lembra de tudo de bom que viveu e disca novamente o mesmo número! Mas assim desiste, pensando " não sou eu que darei meu braço a torce ... Não ele não sente falta" e assim vive com saudade, olha para o celular, pensa e espera! Espera por um toque, uma mensagem dizendo que também esta com saudade! E assim segue a sentir saudade sem demonstrar e fica ali tentando discar e deixar chamar... Ô saudade ... By: Fabi Oliveira

[foreververde]

Super bailarinas las tres<3 

[amtafs]

Now this is what we call thoughtful lyrics.

I'm shining with my crystal method, demystifying common sense

Debunking the myths to show you who the fuck you've been sleeping on All the ghosts in my head gradually keep creeping on This black sheep gonna make a roar once the world yawns to baws At what point have I lost me? All the pain this cost me Some are born to bottom feed. I'm over their heads like a failed lobotomy I still can't help but be bothered by all these voices taunting me. Don't matter though cause I got this shit in the bag colostomy. There's a certain dissonance in the problems they see and the means to solve Armed with an acidic flow I'll make their basic disses dissolve They chant like ignorance is a new religion. I just play the part for fun cause deep down I know I'm beyond it If stupid was considered a disease, then that would just be another excuse they'd be using It's genetics? No that won't fool me. But people have been numbed down for so long it's easy to see why nobody's fucking feeling me. I hope to reach a rep so high as someone they won't forget while I'm still alive. Maybe I might defy death well depending on how death's defined. In the back of my mind I know the depth of my rhymes is not quite underground We find common ground in the fact they just ain't readio for us yet I'll just jump start their cochleas to jolt them into focus. Elope with the dopeness and proceed to force open its fallopian To any fans I'll have, stay loyal like a golden lab You can call me shenron cause I'm fucking bringing goku back I slouch with a toxic sigh and blow it towards the sky and ask if this is really meant for me? Am I the man who forges his own path or do I let others mold my destiny? A black sheep trying to be a shepard. All your life they'll treat you like a leper, but you're really on a different level Will the black sheep make a rise? Don't know yet. I'm just one man, just me alone cannot sway the decision. The world is only concerned with what it can fucking get from me. How the hell could i let one thing go wrong and suddenly claim the world is my enemy? Standing in a the middle of a crowd and still feel like the foreground If rap's a gift, then when was the last time that someone was aware that the thought counts? I've been listening to that one roots track where i've lost a lot of sleep to dreams I agree with that but lately i've been having dreams and visions where i was deceased and the only one that attended the funeral was the priest What will they say about me? Should I hold a grudge for how people choose to shun or judge me? Cause I know my characteristics corrosive. If my personality ain't what appeals to your purpose don't take it personal, but I probably wouldn't have liked you that much as a person I feel disconnected from my own generation, and reading the news makes it more difficult to take pride in my nation People tend to hate on what they can't understand I fucking suck at math, but I prefer to learn by structure fuck being a number cruncher. Spent my whole life trying to find myself, my purpose, the answers, and life's secret Asked god for a sine, but it turned out to be cosecant. I'm an outsider in every circle I'm in. Like I ain't even a part of the moment The ambiguous image of what I strive to be that's yet to be determined might be my greatest opponent I can say with the utmost confidence that I'm to much of a deviant to know common sense. I have no clue what normal is. I might come off as partly autistic when I choose to express myself as an artist. To adjust to this scene where I have to compromise what my head and heart both feel I dovetailed my mood and I dubbed my skill to a level distorted therefore it lacks market appeal. I'll still step up to the plate of success like an alternate world where skrillex is skilled. The circumstances have come together to create someone that's always been sick. Thoughts I've long stashed in the backburner too bad it was coal forged from the ashes of a phoenix. Taking care of bidness. Don't believe it? Then get wid it. Bitch I slouch with a toxic sigh and blow it towards the sky and ask if this is really meant for me? Am I the man who forges his own path or do I let others mold my destiny? A black sheep trying to be a shepard. Get on my fucking level you fuckers are the real lepers. Will the black sheep make a rise. Yes I believe it. I'm just one man, but one man can spark a revolution