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I was once told
You weren't born with a normal life
So a normal life story will never be sold
But all news grows old
Maybe its because
I never found my heart of gold
The winters is harsh
You'd think i'd be used to the cold
But somethings can never be controlled
Some people never get paroled
If you love em', set em' free
If they come back
Their yours to hold
But
Nothing comes back
It's either there or it's not
And that's just the damn facts
It's hard to keep a destiny on track
If you keep messing with the recipe on task
You'll never last
Cause the funny thing about destiny
Is you have to accept it
I tried to dead it
I never wanted this
It was just a way not to feel pathetic
I beat it in my skull
I knew where I was headed
But I didn't
Hook
There's a beggar in the choosers corner
Theres a lifer in deaths grip
He's boosing just to feel a little warmer
Never know when you might slip
You might slip
You might slip
You might slip
One time, I told her
I'd never give it up
She's just gonna have to peace
And live it up
And the other time
Left me feeling kinda stuck
Cause I told her
I throw it all away
And she said nay
I guess you can't get what you want
On any given day
Surrender to the sensai
Must be something i'm missing
Heads fucked up
Feeling like earl when he was slipping
Now i'm worried if I'm catching symptoms
Of a psychological condition
Heritage working like a magician
I just wish I had a sign
That would come to fruition
I think I had the answer
But I never listen
Cause then I remember some of grandmas wisdom
Idol hands are hanging in the devils kitchen
Better stay occupied before your mind go missing
I've been on the milk box a few times
Focused on the wrong grind
In the wrong line
Waiting for a bitch that ain't mine
To putting my neck on the line
To hustle for the dime
Man, its all a crime
And i was robbing myself
Of time and my destiny
The rhyme was never stressing me
Only betters me
Some things are hard to believe
But now I promise
I will never leave
(hook)
Might Slip was written by Izzy Strange.
Might Slip was produced by Casa Nada.
Izzy Strange released Might Slip on Tue May 02 2017.