Insanely Derranged

Poem By David Wilson

I am Insanely deranged and up tight in this situation
my arms so heavy and my min is so light in this frustration
I don’t understand this, maybe I’ve gone crazy
I don’t know this, maybe I’ve cracked
my life is all weird, its been out of wakked
someone should help me, help me break free
some one should show me, show me the way
that way I can see, see the light of day
or I’m just mentally lost, a grain of sand, maybe
or could be I’m lost alone, no one to call baby
I need a mike, I need to record,
I need a life, not a fuckin keyboard
come be my savior, set me free
come be my angel, come battle me
its what I need, its what I crave
I need it to release these feelings
things that no one cares about
things that no one listens to
things just push me about
my mind is so clouded, but you don’t
of course I do, plz don’t go there
if you don’t know me show me
say behold, I am what u seek, if you lie then blow me
I’m off subject in this fight, cuz I don’t battle
unlike other emcees I write to write
so pass the tape, gimme the mic, let me hit it
let me start this shit off, let me get it
I’m comin with a deal, its my deal to seal
I’m given lyrics if you give props
I’m given bail, to piss off them cops

Comments about Insanely Derranged

i think you will find someone to call baby. deffinetly. as for a record...cant help ya there sorry. yea i'd like to too. haha so your birthdays july 11 '91? ? yea mine too! ! ! what a coincidence.

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