Emɐnuǝl X - Blood Diaries lyrics

As I read blood diaries They inspire me/ To wonder why suicide still Happens in our society/ k**uminati, keeping a Watchful eye on me/ The irony is that they see Nothing in its entirety/ I couldn't tell you if secret Clubs are k**ing the wise/ But if they were, to tell the Truth, I wouldn't be surprised/ I'll Say this once so exercise Keenness because I mean this/ I fear of dying under the Weight of my own genius/ I've seen it happen in Cycles over our history/ The mystery of people dead At the hands of their misery/ All the signs leading up to it Locked up in ya journal/ Trade blood for ink on ya last Page and your choice is eternal/ Hook: You hide ya pain & I'm sure you could lie to me/ But everything is revealed In ya blood diary/ ...Spillin out on ya blood diary/ ...Pouring out on ya blood diary/ You hide ya pain & I'm sure you could lie to me/ But everything is revealed In ya blood diary/ ...Pourin out on ya blood diary/ ...Spillin out on ya blood diary/ A king in the motherf**in flesh, feelin Blessed as I cherish every breath/ I really value hearing, though I cherish every sense/ Because without any music That would really be me deaf (d**h)/ Double entendre Motherf**in monsta/ Are we talking pressure points Or are we talking chakra's?/ You run with 3 9's so b**hes call you Larry Czonka/ I run with two b**hes One's Faith, the other's Karma/ Murder & suicide is One in the same/ One's from insufficient blood in The veins, the others vain/ Regardless, d**h is the Subject of pain/ And pain is the subject Leaving all your diaries stained/ A cruel world, to know the Truth is to tell a lie/ So much pain, f** the Truth, when you'd rather die/ Barely words just blood Is all that tells your story/ But blood holds no glory If it can't tell my story for me/ Inside the mind of a man Who planned his last hour/ I see k**ing yourself takes Much more than man power/ But with the motivation it Takes to end heart beats/ Put that toward a set Of values thicker than concrete/ See the future, see what You could become/ Anything is better than Seeing the eye of a gun/ And they say the tongue Is mightier than all swords/ But it's crazy how much pain Lies in a page of your words/ Hook: You hide ya pain & I'm sure you could lie to me/ But everything is revealed In ya blood diary/ ...Spillin out on ya blood diary/ ...Pouring out on ya blood diary/ You hide ya pain & I'm sure you could lie to me/ But everything is revealed In ya blood diary/ ...Pourin out on ya blood diary/ ...Spillin out on ya blood diary/ Spoken Word: As more youth k**s Themselves slowly/ I feel a presence more HOLY control me/ With limitations of Police who patrol me/ I feel like self expression nowadays Can get me twenty to 40/ Our generation holds Most if not everything in/ Because we we're never shown How to live within our own skin/ With distractions on our Monitors and cell phone screens/ Technology provides a veil To hide behind our dreams/ But once were seen and Exposed for who we are/ We seek d**h as the cure To escape our permanent scars/ Nobody knows us better than Our tweets, journals, and statuses/ But self induced pain for Some is an expressive additive/ Times get hard but please Keep the persistence/ Because everything in the Universe has means of existence/ They makin us hate ourselves For their own personal growth/ But money and diamonds Can't outlast our powerful quotes/ - Emanuel X