maze broken she s runnin feet swollen he s commin she s stolen and before he even knows it she s gone tea cups sittin on the hollow tree stumps he s dumped and can t seem to swallow these lumps the best goes on same fire new passion old flame trade it in for a summer fling there s nothing like that sweet old song tip over root the trees bend the leaves blend in with the open wound the freeze frames keep him warm the day s frost is scrapped off the weight loss the new sign that says keep off as he speeds off into the storm out of sight the lighting strikes him twice he s peeking out on the pike and cheatin life pealing out on the lawn now he s idling in his mind he s figuring out life s about the little things his time is dwindling and his labyrinth and all his magnificent can only keep the mike straps the princess is innocent she doesn t belong they had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle the headstall she stop to think for a minute and in a split second went a wall he draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scorn he s pullin on the rains the bridle the shower the storm the maze the high tower clouds are at war the rains the bridle the shower the storm the maze high tower clouds are at war the rains the bridle the shower the storm the maze the high tower clouds are at war clouds are at war clouds are at war repeat 3x
['abstract hip hop', 'alternative hip hop', 'conscious hip hop', 'rhode island rap', 'underground rap']