love ain t for the faint of heart start training this game is hard and arduous you re gonna play in the dark like when it rains in the park you re hardly conscious of the stains and scars enabling your partly clouded logic to pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates now you re working yourself out the same as when you strain with a nautilus and you re willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence if nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense then do you really regret when you ve shredded your promises now i ve tested the waters kid sipped it rippled the pond a bit visits have been abolished and this shit s killing my confidence is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment if you miss chicks when they re around the phrase let s quit isn t an option you best fix whatever s wrong and just move on and get on with it cause you ll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it it s sad but proud or not most your standards go down a notch when loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high cause it isn t really my time is it shit i just found the watch but hearing the bell toll for me twice a day has me fearing my grandfather clock and i can t die without trying my hands tied in knots knowing that i ll never learn to brave the waves if i stand by the docks love is hampered by thought if you can handle the prospect of death it s as massive a shock and to intellects it s a fuckin smack in the crotch it s a cancer that rots your soul tosses demons off of the road just use caution and know that love ain t nothing but a loss of control off then we go love ll have you nervous doing stupid shit on purpose brain out of service words slurred when you blurt shit studderin utterin nonsensical shit in your verses feeling like a shirtless 4 breasted woman in a circus furtherly trying to gap an unfillable void because of parents never transferring that unbillical joy so girls create a false world of filling on boys exploited guys playing with her heart like her feelings are toys but when you have it there s nothing like it you get excited seeking those who provide it on phones talking to psychics some fear it spend their entire lives trying to fight it living in a confusing hayes like they re grooving to isaac it ain t the end of the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map it ain t easily learnable with definitions in tact it can ride your train of though and demolitions your tracks hittin and bullwhippin you leavin them slits in your back but i ve been a lucky one loving parents loving friends but i still spend a lot of my life loving sin but i ain t a genius on it i can only pretend cause over all it s an emotion i can not comprehend it s love love ain t the basis for action in a nation of addicts pacing and waiting for seconds of satisfaction where the word itself is only fashioned in fits of passion hand in hand with animalistic orgasmic reaction and the past isn t felt as a match made in hell but rather its held as a latter day meld of common mistakes and nice intentions but when false love retention is simply vice invention its only right to mention the fights you get in nightly visions of these tina and ike revisions so what s love really got to do with it from prude women to stool pigeons in soup kitchens the truth isn t as eloquent so be intelligent getting caught out of your element just for the hell of it s irrelevant and that word ll fit like a glove if you don t get right now live your life for the love or stop 
['alternative hip hop', 'hip hop', 'underground rap']