Broken Forever
I can be nothin'
Or I can be somethin'
I can be a nobody
Or I can be a somebody
But I am what I am
I'm far from endin' this road, n' I ain't gon' stop
I write a verse, think it ain't good enough
Thinkin' of sayin' "nuff" but I don't wanna say flop of 'em
But I'ma be honest I ain't tough when it comes to things
But when your tough n' got the courage, drop it off
This can be rough in different ways
Many story, song, they are a different op
Many of these songs, like I said, are stories n' can buff
Each song I make I talk to myself thinkin' "is it good enough?" back to the shop
Many times I make fun of myself
'Cause to me it's hilarious, I might do it in my songs too
I'm gon' resume talkin' to myself, it's fun when I talk to myself
When I finished Nut Up or Shut Up, popped in "various artists"
I try to make as many rhymes as possible, this one? none
But some platforms are good, we can make 'em better though
Which ones should you choose? whichever you want
There's many different things you could do
Lotta artists you listen to, they prolly would
But now since I got some time to kill
And some songs to fill, some wounds won't be able to heal
If this doesn't help might as well be
Broken forever (Forever)
Heart broken into a million pieces
Nothin' will heal me now
But I will not bow
Even if I'll be broken I'll heal up slowly
Bit like deadpool but not body parts
A little health holey for my emotions
I ain't gon' be cocky 'bout my so-called skills
His powers are holy, I believe it, still gon' believe at forty
In my mind pop out a shotty n' smoke my lyrics, pipe's marked "No Good"
Kickin' my Xponent: Extended Play in the net with no goalie
The net's marked "Hate"
Talkin' to my conscience through my thoughts
Mostly when I'm unconscious, tellin' me through mental correspondance
I can imagine doin' this at 30 or above
Listenin' to NF while I'm writin' this part
Burnt down the "shack" tryna not slack
Startin' with a cart full, the shack's red like a bull
I gotta let go of some things to achieve more
Make 'em my core, kickin' down my door
Breakin' my floor, but nor the walls
I'm keepin' 'em, burnin' it down, buildin' it again
We gon' always start with a pen
Hopefully this gon' be start of somethin' new
Broken forever (Forever)
Heart broken into a million pieces
Nothin' will heal me now
But I will not bow
Or I can be somethin'
I can be a nobody
Or I can be a somebody
But I am what I am
I'm far from endin' this road, n' I ain't gon' stop
I write a verse, think it ain't good enough
Thinkin' of sayin' "nuff" but I don't wanna say flop of 'em
But I'ma be honest I ain't tough when it comes to things
But when your tough n' got the courage, drop it off
This can be rough in different ways
Many story, song, they are a different op
Many of these songs, like I said, are stories n' can buff
Each song I make I talk to myself thinkin' "is it good enough?" back to the shop
Many times I make fun of myself
'Cause to me it's hilarious, I might do it in my songs too
I'm gon' resume talkin' to myself, it's fun when I talk to myself
When I finished Nut Up or Shut Up, popped in "various artists"
I try to make as many rhymes as possible, this one? none
But some platforms are good, we can make 'em better though
Which ones should you choose? whichever you want
There's many different things you could do
Lotta artists you listen to, they prolly would
But now since I got some time to kill
And some songs to fill, some wounds won't be able to heal
If this doesn't help might as well be
Broken forever (Forever)
Heart broken into a million pieces
Nothin' will heal me now
But I will not bow
Even if I'll be broken I'll heal up slowly
Bit like deadpool but not body parts
A little health holey for my emotions
I ain't gon' be cocky 'bout my so-called skills
His powers are holy, I believe it, still gon' believe at forty
In my mind pop out a shotty n' smoke my lyrics, pipe's marked "No Good"
Kickin' my Xponent: Extended Play in the net with no goalie
The net's marked "Hate"
Talkin' to my conscience through my thoughts
Mostly when I'm unconscious, tellin' me through mental correspondance
I can imagine doin' this at 30 or above
Listenin' to NF while I'm writin' this part
Burnt down the "shack" tryna not slack
Startin' with a cart full, the shack's red like a bull
I gotta let go of some things to achieve more
Make 'em my core, kickin' down my door
Breakin' my floor, but nor the walls
I'm keepin' 'em, burnin' it down, buildin' it again
We gon' always start with a pen
Hopefully this gon' be start of somethin' new
Broken forever (Forever)
Heart broken into a million pieces
Nothin' will heal me now
But I will not bow
Credits
Writer(s): Ridley Faires
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