St.Elsewhere..........

St.Elsewhere

I don't wanna stay, but I don't wanna go
You ask me what I want, and I don't really know
But I just wanna be, elsewhere
I just want to see elsewhere
I try to make it right, you tell me when I'm wrong
So I don't really think I'll tell you when I'm gone
Just hope it ain't the same ,elsewhere
See I just hope it change, elsewhere
The sun shines out my window sill
and I'm just hoping that the view outside my windows real.
So many stresses, second geusses leads to heart attacks.
So many people speaking fiction they discarcd the facts.
I guess thats why I treat emotions like they articfacts.
I know she love me I just hope she don't leave her heart ittached.
Don't want no parts of that, I put that all behind me
That is until I fall again and only you can find me
I'm young but don't remind me, my generation lost
Heard theirs a price to live, guess we gon pay the cost.
So I can't play it soft, I hope you understand.
But theirs a look inside here eyes that screams out luv her and,
I know if I lose her I might never get to luv again.
But thats the chances that we take when we remove the walls.
and show eachother who we are without removing flaws.
I know I'll never find another one like you of course.
So I'm ain't searching for her, I guess I'm on my own.
The outerlimits of my mind, and I ain't calling home
In search of something real, so I leave these thoughts alone
But it ain't easy, when we're on the phone

I don't wanna stay, but I don't wanna go
You ask me what I want, and I don't really know
But I just wanna be, elsewhere
I just want to see elsewhere
I try to make it right, you tell me when I'm wrong
So I don't really think I'll tell you when I'm gone
Just hope it ain't the same ,elsewhere
See I just hope it change, elsewhere

I'm from a city known for being cold.
The wight of many on our shoulders ain't no easy loads
We buy so much that we don't even feel we being sold.
We play the game and beat the odds like we speak in code
The problem is niggas hearts is always black and shit.
Camera on the tragedies but afterword back to it.
Music aint bout music, but ya crews and how you package it.
Like if I go buy a t-shirt I don't need to rap and shit.
But this is everywhere, hard to find a path to follow
So I make my own when I'm not lost inside that empty bottle.
Such a life in love with all these empty models
Hoping that tonight will mean we'll find ourselves before tomorrow
Maybe we'll be different in the sun cause we woke and shit
Maybe now my city won't disown if me if I'm dope as shit.
They say it hopeless but the times, are a changing.
I just hope that I'm the one to change it.
So who here has a dollar, and who here has a dream
I'll give my all to you until I feel like a machine
Cause I know where I'm going, and I say what I mean
Rare, in a world where nothings what it seems.......