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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Notice on Thu Aug 11, 2016 10:33 pm

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill

Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe somehow you will
You will when you believe
It doesn't matter who we were... It only matters who we are.

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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Thu Aug 18, 2016 9:28 pm

I know what love is
I've grown up in a household full of love
But I just don't know if I know what it is in regard to a relationship
Why is it so hard to find love?
Because when you're in love in a relationship, you guys have to compromise
You guys have to kind of concede to one another
And I don't think I've ever really done that for anybody
I've tried, just not very successful at it
Umm, why don't I know what love is?
Cos I'm just not there, I don't know
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever really find it



I'm not really sure what love is
I know what they say it is in Corinthians
Love is patient, love is kind, etcetera, etcetera
I'm just not sure I agree with all that ****
Love is relative to whomever it stems from
If the seed is weak how could the love be strong?
Maybe we should all just stop looking and let it come find us
How can love not be prideful when that's all the giver of it knows?
Heh, how about I just don't **** know?
Maybe we'll all just keep **** each other up
Until somebody finally figures it out
Or we kill each other trying
I don't know, we'll see
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Notice on Wed Aug 24, 2016 10:21 pm

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where dead man called out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Wear a necklace of rope,
Side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
It doesn't matter who we were... It only matters who we are.

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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Thu Aug 25, 2016 8:04 pm

Tryin' to weather the storm
I thought that black cloud was gone
It's been beside me all along, not the song
I wanna sit in silence, don't speak for a minute
Tired of being strong, please let me be weak for a minute
Kinda thought that my disease tried to kill your man first
It was easy to get my hands on 30 milligram Percs, worse
Can't be depression, couldn't have it this long
So many secrets I only told to a glass of Patron, my *****
Speaking of secrets, that's when I got the Kaylin text
Read it and cried, couldn't believe what she was saying next
She said "you're going through a lot
I'm hoping you ain't in the grave and dead
Cause not too many people know your brain's a mess"
Who knew that she was keeping track of it all?
I wrote back "lol" but wasn't laughing at all
I ain't tell her just the other day that gun was in my lap
Pen and pad in my hand, and I was writing a note
Didn't get far, as soon as I wrote down "mom" I just stopped
Couldn't lie to her, couldn't figure out how to say bye to her
Couldn't explain the "why" to her
Couldn't picture her getting a call or somebody saying her son had died to her
And shortly after that my pastor called
Which at first I kinda thought it was weird
But that convo preserved me, 'bout God's grace and mercy
He ain't even say goodbye, he said "let us pray"
And then he went into a prayer, gripped the phone, closed my eyes
Just so happy he appeared ***** shed another tear
Maybe he could sense that something had the god devoured
Just thankful he shed some light upon my darkest hour
All my thoughts are corrupt, this **** is whack
If everybody calls you a duck, will you just quack?
Guess a part of me really gives a ****, way in the back
Cause when I had that burner ready to bust, I didn't clap
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Sun Sep 11, 2016 3:09 am

They say knowledge is power, great cause every day I learn
As of late been having revelations bout this "hate" term
Hate the way they judge me, till I got the case adjourned
Hated the belly of the beast, till I became it's tapeworm
When I said I’d stop getting high, tried to say it stern
Now, I’m the type to walk through the fire to check the way it burn
They say my brain is off, I say how can it be?
If I’m out my mind, how can it be insanity?
The people used to say that I was scared of progress
They don’t know how hard a ***** tried to advance
But I don’t know who’s more to blame
Is it them for really not knowin' me
Or is it me for never really giving them a chance?
Get too close, be too big of a threat
Now it’s been little to no time, thinking why I ain’t get rid of you yet
Gotta recognize my maturity, gotta see I’m grown
Let all my skeletons out the closet just so I'd never be alone
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Notice on Sat Oct 08, 2016 6:10 pm

Da kann ma machen was ma will,
da bin i her, da g'hör i hin,
da schmilzt das Eis von meiner Seel
wie von an Gletscher im April.
Auch wenn wir´s schon vergessen ham,
i bin dei Apfel, du mein Stamm.
So wie dein Wasser talwärts rinnt,
unwiderstehlich und so hell,
fast wie die Tränen von an Kind,
wird auch mein Blut auf einmal schnell,
sag ich am End der Welt voll Stolz
und wenn ihr a wollts
auch ganz alla -
I am from Austria
I am from Austria
It doesn't matter who we were... It only matters who we are.

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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Sat Oct 08, 2016 9:17 pm

He said "What you doing this music for? I got news for ya
If you don't sell your soul to me
Then you just gon' ruin your future, bruh"
See, I just cracked open this Goose
And I mixed that elixir with juice
Then I was introduced to Lucifer
In a dark room, his tongue as sharp as a harpoon
We started discussing things
He told me about his minions and his underlings
Told me that he was Gepetto of the ghetto
Had snake ***** on his puppet strings
Taught 'em betrayal and other schemes
He ain't new to this, he true to this, said he been doing this
Since Jesus was crossed for thirty pieces of silver
And he sealed the deal with a Judas kiss
When Ceasar was stabbed in the back
He was the one who placed the knife in Brutus' fist
Now he got his hands in our music biz
Told me to ignore the war and the poor
Aim my music more towards the whores and drug lords
And the fans are pourin' through the doors
Sell out my tours, get awards galore
I told him I just wanted to be the modern day Marvin Gaye
He said "You might wanna rethink that
Cause I know where your father stay
I'll possess him to pick up the chrome
Pop you in the dome for trying to tell the people for what's going on"
He said "That's where you're going wrong
It's more demons than angels in this biz, you're on your own
Wanna hit the big screens? Switch your sixteens
Get some slim jeans, get your big dreams
Or make your wrist gleam, get your big cream, hope you're listening"
I just had to switch to his team, uh, it was tempting
The contract was in blood
He said "I know you sick of trafficking drugs - sign it"
Nah, I got this
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Tue Oct 25, 2016 3:57 pm

A mother lost her child, I tried to ease her pain
"It's only God's will", she says she felt the same
It’s funny how the sun will up and bow to rain
As if the clouds couldn’t stand to see me outside again
Wrote a rhyme that was kind with some vision to it
Bottom line it might expand your mind if you listen to it
Too much shine can dull the soul
If you feel how I feel, then I'll rap some more
How can the devil take my brother if he's close to me?
When he was everything I wasn’t but I hoped to be
I get a little honest and I ask myself
If the time come, will you save me if I ask for help?
Sent my mind on a journey to the outter most
To document what it had seen and CC me the notes
And ask Kurt Cobain why, cause I need to know
He stopped when he had such a way long to go
I saw love in the eyes of a perfect stranger
She overlooked my caring heart in search of a gangster
Will we ever be together only time will tell
She call my phone and talked to me as the hours swell
I put my problems in a box beside my tightest rhymes
Under lock and key, buried deep off in my mind
And when it gets too full and I can't close the lid
I spaz on my family and my closest friends
Trade my materials for a peace of mind
I am so close to heaven, hell, I just need some time
Who cares about life and the high’s and low’s
Maybe I should write another song about pimps and hoes
Cars and clothes, idol gods, golden calves, Louis scarves
I do this for the love and it’s free of charge
I don’t need jail to be behind bars
This is purely art
In my grandma's household this was surely taught
Don’t be naïve, yeah, these times is hard
In the midst of all the glamour I hope you find God
I never wished to be the burden bearer
But souls need saving and it’s now or never
Shock value is all they wanna see
It’s us against them and it’s just you and me
Trying to take heed what I say in my songs
Forgive me if I ever ever steered you wrong
Most people stop for signs but I've driven through it
If it don’t touch my soul then I can’t listen to it
The radio don’t play the **** I used to love
Or maybe I'm just growing up
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Notice on Sat Nov 12, 2016 1:23 am

Oba es is scho wieder so long her
I wü wieder hoch mit dir und feiah fonga
foin und fliang bei ollem wos uns liab is
los uns amoi nu riskieren, loss uns feiha fonga


Austrian dialects :wub:
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Thu Nov 17, 2016 4:43 pm

Mommy, I'm sorry if my first letter made you cry
To be honest with you, I don't think that I want to die
Sometimes I feel like that I'm cancerous in other's lives
That's probably why I drink at night and sleep 'til four or five
It's kind of hard walkin' through life with my distorted eyes
When I was younger, I was stupid and I thought I'd thrive
I thought a lot about everything I said in the letter
And questioned whether or not if I was dead, you'd be better
You think my shorty would be happy if I never met her?
It's too late now, mommy, I could never forget her
Could never forget how she taught me to love
Cause my father and my grandmother is always above
It's glory above, you know that daddy taught me to thug
And every time we was with nanny she'd bombard me with hugs
Damn, I miss her, mommy, and it's hard to believe
That I'm grown and I don't understand it, why did they leave?

Mommy, I think that I'mma try to stick around a while
I got a niece, and my nephews, they need me 'round a while
I think they need me cause they hittin' that age
And they ain't tryin' to speak to Lenny cause they spittin' they rage
Yeah, and mommy, speakin' to Lenny, I think my brother need me
And we Italian, so you know my mother love to feed me
And it's the little things you do for me that make it worth it
Like when I play a joint that we did and you say it's perfect
And when Jake got knocked, you knew that I was hurt
You told me put all of my heart in the song, and it worked
I promised him that I'd be there when he got out the bing
You ain't raise me to be a liar, ma, that's not my thing
I told him that I'd hold him down the whole time that he gone
They kept him locked inside a cage, but that's cool, cause he's strong
So mommy, keep that first letter I wrote you on the low
I think I wanna stay alive and see if I can grow
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Re: The Singing Thread

Postby Gary Troup on Wed Mar 08, 2017 9:31 am

Grandpa's cancer just made it to his lungs now
In 2012, docs gave him few months; wild
He's alive somehow, outlived 2 sons, wow
So now their observation says he'll die quicker with chemo and radiation
He ain't strong enough to even go through operation
Know that death's coming, he just in the house waiting
So you telling me there ain't a way to fix this ****?
Or is grandpa too old for you to give a ****?
Let's switch this ****, give you my predicament
Wonder how you would feel if I was telling yours "live with it"
And it's traveling to his heart soon
Of course it all hit me like a harpoon
I was in shock and then it was all clearer
When he called me and asked me to be his pallbearer
I was floored
But then the next second was back
To being self-centered, self-absorbed
And it became about me, fought it off long enough
I could help carry your weight, but I ain't strong enough
But why do I have to be?
This the **** I be naturally asking me, I'm such a catastrophe
See me breaking down with my father in back of me
So for me to attend, I'm trying to think of a strategy
But I'm happy for my dad
He was incarcerated when his mama didn't make it
So for him to get that chance again with you
Means the world, he could be there til it end for you and me
I bleed out through this pen for you
Can't carry this around, gotta vent, it's due
Cause now, grandpa'll be closer to his wife
Have cards when I come, we playing poker in the sky
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