Bleed Longer

We need... to be... stronger... than we Have ever been You see... we bleed... longer... than any lesser men Not that...we think...better...or were Better than them It's just that... we feel... threatened... And that's a feeling we cannot accept Come together Apparently, they only want rap if there's a rhyme They truly don't even give a f*ck about my mind Simply just really want something to pass the time Pay no attention to whether it's wrong or right Would u believe me if told you there's no line Or if I said there's no difference between yours or mine. Simple opinions of whether iv even tried See I'm getting in the zone now like I'm getting ready for a fight But I'm great at being alone I promise I don't need you in my life Just to pass judgement turns out I'm not that type But as you sit there in your throne up high and mighty above us all Could you tell me how the weather is or should I schedule a call Should I set up an appointment or in can I walk I know how much more important your life is than my own So, I'm just going to go ahead and bow down to your hierarchy Because I've already tried arguing and it left me feeling like a puppy only breathing so he can keep barking and I'm starting to feel like I'm being strangled Because I'm supposed to be the mature one who controls his anger The one who keeps organized these times that are tangled And inside this frustration I'm supposed maintain my angle shiiiiiit I'm full of emotions and I'm telling you now I promise that one day they'll be showing Because for one every each, each and every one is growing And these words are filled with heart, heart filled words that keep flowing I'm going to leave this verse but not without you knowing We need... to be... stronger... than we Have ever been You see... we bleed... longer... than any lesser men Not that...we think...better...or were Better than them It's just that... we feel... threatened... And that's a feeling we cannot accept Come together And no longer will I ever feel like the smallest If once ever I was the tall one, I'd aim for the tallest I'm tired of being human I wish I could be a Martian But I've never been a quitter, so I'll finish what I've started I'll remain humane and aim for the target If it takes pain to gain a name in this game, why do I feel like I'm starving Every day I practice, and I practice every day, so I can throw the farthest Everything I do I shoot for a hole in one so I can shoot parfect Out of all my dreams and hope I hope for my dreams the largest And for us I disregard all emotions, yet I feel emotionally disregarded An organized group of thought but u send them home marching so when I get them out don't forget I gave you a warning I'm starting to feel like I'm gifted now I feel like my thoughts are important but I feel like they think it's a little bit morbid that I build a fortress on this field of graves improperly portioned Id tear through this page but it's too late so I'll sign it up for abortion because my thinking pushes my thoughts to impregnate and use these words for extortion I just want to remind you all that we have a chorus We need... to be... stronger... than we Have ever been You see... we bleed... longer... than any lesser men Not that...we think...better...or were Better than them It's just that... we feel... threatened... And that's a feeling we cannot accept Come together Steady sitting here trying to find a leg to stand I am tired of trying to be the man never looking for charity just a helping hand I don't mean to boast I don't need to brag I am just looking for karmas I owe you in the back he said it was on the shelf I don't mean to sound mad but I have been giving and giving when does it give I have always been one to want to recycle but I am going to throw this life in the trash walking my happy ass away from this brittle and fragile heart made of glass because every time I almost drop it I see it begin to crack and as much as I truly want to stop it I think I am about over that wrap it all up and put this life in the bag trade it all in and go back to smack Steady sitting here trying to find a leg to stand I am tired of trying to be the man never looking for charity just a helping hand I don't mean to boast I don't need to brag I am just looking for karmas I owe you in the back he said it was on the shelf I don't mean to sound mad but I have been giving and giving when does it give I have always been one to want to recycle but I am going to throw this life in the trash walking my happy ass away from this brittle and fragile heart made of glass because every time I almost drop it I see it begin to crack and as much as I truly want to stop it I think I am about over that wrap it all up and put this life in the bag trade it all in and go back to smack