This LIFE is semi-retired.

Hi! I'm updating this space to tell you guys that this second, seemingly, kinda, sort of unsuccessful attempt at deeply documenting my thoughts I call a blog will now be semi-retired. Facebook status updates and tweeting are a lot easier these days to blab about things like my views on life, society, and current events. Blogging, however, takes a little bit of thought. Heck, even THIS pinned post takes a while to be typed too.

The NARNIA division, however, I shall try and actively live it up; where I'll say good or crappy things about films, TV series, music, video games, events, or literature I have read... if this lazy-leech thing ever comes off of my brain, that is. 'Till then.


Carry me away.

A very beautiful production/vocal piece by Mike Shinoda and tight rhyming performances by Cypress Hill. :')

I was an outcast, outsider, trouble maker, a lost soul, outta control, in danger
Didn't have a care in the world, my feelings were numb
Never showing emotion is easy for some
I don't know how it happened, how I got to this point
But I needed a way out, I was stuck in a ploy
I needed another path or I'd self destruct
I was down on my luck
My head was so fucked!
A menace rollin' the streets is what I was
Holdin' my heat and rollin' with the serious thugs
You couldn't tell me a thing
I was like my brother, words went in one ear and out the other
Slangin' and bangin', with a chip on my shoulder
An insane, hit the brain, certified street soldier
So close to the grave, you at an early age can't tell you the price I've paid

Oh the sky overhead, is like a canvas of grey
I don't know how much time I'll be given to stay
From the first spring to light 'til the end of the day
I'm just livin' my life 'til they come carry me away

I've been there in L.A. nights in the block where I came up
My pops used to hate when we hanged with them bangers
Guess he knew one day that we'll become us
That's just how it is when you live where we come from
'Fight, don't run' is the motto we live by
Get 'em on the ground and stomp a mind about ten times
Sure we was just kids back then
I had no remorse for what we did back then
Six of us, one call, we'd all pack in
Hit the strip, and go and get the shit crack in
Gun wars, and drug deals, I seen 'em happen
When I started losin' home boys I wasn't laughin'
I looked all around and seen,
None of 'em there
That's when I figured out, that nobody cared
If we lived or die, we'll just get high and ride and I wasn't gonna let this happen one more time


My mother would stand for me every step of the way
She did not judge me
She told me I'd win some day
When I was at my lowest, when I had no focus, she pulled me out the gutter said I wasn't hopeless
Every night she prayed for me
I was out on the street
Chillin' on the corner with the hand on my heat
Eyes open wide for the pigs and foes
It's an every day hazard when you hustle for doe
So many nights I didn't come home,
She thought the worst
Maybe somebody shot me down without any remorse
Maybe I hurt somebody and I was stuck in a cell
Well I regret all those time that I put her through hell
When I reflect back on those days, my heart aches
And everybody I lost or let down,
I wish I could take it all back
And make it better but I can't,
So I try to make amends
And be there, through thick and thin


Come carry me away
Come carry me away
Come carry me away
Come carry me away

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