Ted James - Memories Freestyle
Ted James - Memories FreestyleVerse One:My beginnings are my endsThe end has begunSpeak soft nothingsAnd I'll whistle with my tongueMatter of fact, pour the rumI'd much rather humLet's attack this 'ole drumUntil the moon defers to sunTwenty years on the runIn the barrel of a gunMove faster backwardsWhen the words back comeOn a journey to and fromI'm so cold I'm numbPush my voice through the darknessAnd we can make it back to oneWe can twist it in a punSo we can fill it in our lungThen we can lift it in the airAnd we can fly it up to whereWe do not dareEver let the earth shareA glimpse of the flashesThat we sketch up thereThe text preparesRegrets for scaresShot vexed like flaresDown endless layersOf countless prayersThere's countless staresOf boundless carefreeSoundless blaresVerse Two:Rewind the tearsIn patterns pairedFor modern farePostmodern glareLet's stop and swearThat life won't ereOn cautious spare momentsRationed hereMy passion's clearThe atmosphereIs shrouding yearsFor clouds that rearDown pounds of fearProfound and dearWe sip some beerWe made it hearI cannot veerFrom the path I nearAs I stash the sheerEnergy asked to steerWe're masked in clearTendencies past through earsTo last in gearsThat cut like sheersThrough never-ending tearsNever-ending tearsNever-ending tearsNever-ending tearsNever-ending tearsNever-ending tearsNever-ending tearsNever-ending tearsVerse Three:So talk to meLike brothers doStill speak soft, homieLet a dream shine throughThe machine winds youUntil it's steam blinds youBut we can beam right throughIf we convene like twoRhime Divine residueA la folie á deuxMadness misting like dewLet us redefine askewReminiscing won't doToo much squinting past trueIf the past is all we knewThen the last is present tooI'm just gasping for a clueWhile I'm grasping to a pewAnd still asking for a cueCause the casket's out of viewNo contrasting with the hueEverlasting's what we doDead poets, among the fewWho can twist a hip haikuFlow it through a rebel stewAnd hop it like a kangarooJust don't get it twisted tooI'm still filled with anger tooRaging hard without my crewWhat the hell am I still to doThe wind is still under reviewGod, I still miss you© 2017 Millinium VII Entertainment / Produced by D-Wattz / Mixed by Ted James / Recorded at The House of Jeezy Studios / This instrumental contains parts of a recording of “Here Comes the Rain Again” by Eurythmics / This song is intended for fair use promotional purposes and is not for sale
