2 Roads ft. 2sday and enimee

by **Yah-hah** » Jan 22nd, '10, 18:19

Yah-hah
Hey listen up son I know that you hear me,
I know ya legs grow tired and ya eyes are so weary,
I know that ya mind is clutered so I'll speak clearly,
Just know I'm protecting you there's no reason to fear me,
Just listen to me understand this world is full of evil,
Full of people who will greet you, thoughts so illegal,
Beware of this world with streets black and decietful,
I would be there to protect you but my feet are attached to this steeple,
I know your heart is heavy but child please dont lose faith,
Watever you do be blind to those like 2sday,
Enimee, make sure that you're listening,
Guard your ears from the demons mouths whispering,
Because you can be great, rise farther than my where my arrow pass,
But you always seem to fall away from the short and narrow path,
With your barreled flask,You think I can't see under your scarecrow mask,
This is all I can do in hopes to sway you, persuade you,
Two walkways ahead choose which is to take you,

2 roads to choose, so which path to follow,
Where will your hands go when your strapped with hollows,
Tryin to cope, with too much in your flask to swallow,
Livin evil, endin people, what makes you think you'll last tomorrow,

2sday
Man, Stay your hired, come on play with fire,
Okay your tired, but this is the 2sDay empire,
Wait 'til you retire, but for now just tie her,
Get inside her, love her, then make her suffer,
Yah-hah's the blind one, you gotta mind son,
Just find a gun, and end his run, it'll be fun,
First kill this cunt, fill her front, with a month,
Supply of uzi clips, oops she trips, okay now stun,
Show some appraise, cause your the son I raised,
All the times we blazed, all those cops we tased,
Now I feel betrayed, here's my pointed steel blade,
So you can feel cascades of gory blood as they raid,
Your corpse entirely, as I stab you with forks hourly,
Brain-wash, wipe the stain and mosh, this cowerly,
Man Yah-hah is a sure fake, and just like a blury lake,
You don't what's at the end of it, so for god's sake,
Take the gun and shoot, surely the most fun and astute,
Act to do, give him the fucking boot, be nothing but brute,
Steal his loot, kill his "roots", find that killing inner insain,
Take good aim, be hood not tame, and unleash rude pain,
Make shots look like food stains, and be like the dude Hussein,
Choose your road, i'll be waiting in gore mode across the lane,

2 roads to choose so which path to follow,
Where will your hands go when your strapped with hollows,
Tryin to cope, with too much in your flask to swallow,
Livin evil, endin people, what makes you think you'll last tomorrow

Enimee
confused and dazed, never thought i would pursue these ways
and its true that they, will never be able to subdue this hate
he promises alot things, promises to make my pockets big
if i sell out to popularity, hold this gat and pop them thangs
he'll take away all the pain, help me deal in alcoholic ways
till i can safely crawl away, from the hectic wall that they
built in front of me, all i gotta do is fuckin kill for money
you really expect me to feel nothing, lets be real dummy
stop fillin my head wit these thoughts, please stop
i feel so fuckin empty and lost, not willing to spend the cost
consequences for your actions, your out of control dude
yah's rite your mentally distracted, and i know you want too
currupt me, and if dont? what B? you gonna SNUFF ME?!!
fuck it i could care less, BUST ME...im dead any ways WHATS THE
POINT OR PURPOUSE, YOUR NOISE IS WORTHLESS I CANT HEAR YOU
cant deal with this boystrous person your both left in my rear view
im done with this catacalysmic pastic addiction to attractin digits
materialistic passin riches im not after shit but this blastin pistol