Mike Posted December 4, 2005 Report Share Posted December 4, 2005 (edited) if you ever heard the track by eminem called rabbit run....picture that Expendable Written by Concept No one can take what I take Make the same mistake My patience just break The smile you see is no doubt a fake See me in the back of the picture with the crossed arms Making myself miserable, ring goes my alarm Wake up man, whats the f*ckin point Let out all my anger in this f*ckin joint Up in smoke this aint no joke Surrounded in happiness and I just choke Cant take it in, I cant win The time I recover I wonder when I came to the party when you wouldnt care if I didnt Sittin in my chair think whats to be written Wanna pick up the mic and just start spittin But I still care bout them so its still forbidden Wait till the day I implode on myself, whats the reaction Say we miss em and forget it happen But no worries you dont gotta worry about that, im strong Open mind never wasted I know whats going on I know whats the right decision, and whats stupid Waiting for the arrow to arrive from cupid Waiting but im at the bottom of the list Growing impatient and im getting pissed My anger needs love, my fire need water I need the love like a mom to a daughter Lone ranger, the lone stranger Keep my anger inside keep others from danger Shows I have a heart, even though I dont take part Comment on how im acting dumb but Im acting smart In my mind the arguments done For now im the expendable one Edited December 4, 2005 by WILL IS ILL Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mfuqua23 Posted December 4, 2005 Report Share Posted December 4, 2005 "Wait till the day I implode on myself, whats the reaction Say we miss em and forget it happen"This shows your lyrics on the verge of being bigger and better, just watch. "Comment on how im acting dumb but Im acting smart" I'd change the 2nd acting to "being". Either one sounds good, but that might reign better. Just a suggestion. Nice rhyme overall. I like the flow of it, and I could probably tolerate it more than Eminem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mike Posted December 4, 2005 Author Report Share Posted December 4, 2005 changed lines are italizized Expendable Written by Mike Petrow No one can take what I take Make the same mistake My patience just break The smile you see is no doubt a fake See me in the back of the picture with the crossed arms Making myself miserable, ring goes my alarm Wake up man, what’s the ****in point Let out all my anger in this ****in joint Up in smoke this aint no joke Surrounded in happiness and I just choke Can’t take it in, I cant win The time I recover I wonder when I came to the party when you wouldn’t care if I didn’t Sittin in my chair think whats to be written Wanna pick up the mic and just start spittin But I still care bout them so it’s still forbidden Wait till the day I implode on myself, what’s the reaction Say we miss em and forget it happen But no worries you don’t gotta worry about that, im strong Open mind never wasted I know what’s going on I know what’s the right decision, and what’s stupid Waiting for the arrow to arrive from cupid Waiting but im at the bottom of the list Growing impatient and im getting pissed My anger needs love, my fire need water I need the love like a mom to a daughter Lone ranger, the lone stranger Keep my anger inside keep others from danger Shows I have a heart, even though I don’t take part Comment on how im being dumb but Im acting smart My steps sink into the ground Changing my surrounding Thinking of everything At the same time nothing Disturbing others with my silence Actions speak stronger than words So why doesn’t a mute make the bigger impact But instead words hold the worlds intact Watching pain is what no one can bear Are they helping for themselves or do they really care? In my mind the arguments done For now im the expendable one Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members maddblock Posted December 14, 2005 Members Report Share Posted December 14, 2005 hey my ppls u ?g in ya feet errbody kool cuws im soo kool ya feet look like butt ima talkt o u in ya face cus i know how to do dis in ya head cus we did it in ya bed imtoo kool cus ya feet is tool and i was dere bustin chops on ur kitchen and slippin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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