Finished lyrics 1

Well what's messed up is that I hide my pain.
I wanna die but I can't bring myself to take that shame.
It's like my life has no meaning and I'm stuck here.
As if this is a test and I've got no fear.
My words are simple but they're straight from the head.
I don't wanna be here man I'd rather be dead.
I want a world without hurt and pain and sorrow,
A world where I don't have to wake up tomorrow.
You see I'm sick not physically but mentally
And I'm trapped in this cage but I'll break out eventually.
When I do it'll just be bang and smoke,
Nothing left but a dead boy whose life was broke.
And I wanna tear apart my inner-frame,
I guess in the end my depression is fuelled by rage.
I know I'm sick but I don't think I'll ever change,
In my heart I just feel anger and hatred in flame.
The funny thing is that it's now that my words are the best,
At times when all I want is eternal rest.
To escape the years that are yet to be ahead of me.
It's my wish and dying to live free.
And to you that statement might not make sense
But I promise you now that it's why it'll end.
Tears form but they would because we live so close.
Not in distance but in our hearts like brothers we spoke.

All this time I pledged I'd be here for you forever,
I guess I lied. Pulling this trigger will be my final endeavour.
I've walked my path and it's led me to the devils reflection.
No turning back. This is my ***ked up way of redemption.
So I just keep marching on that's how I do this sh*t.
But at the end of my march, I know I'll finish it.
I can't look back. There's not a single doubt in my mind.
Look at my clock and you'll see that I'm running out of time.
What have we got in this world at the end of day?
Except for people who seek to lead our hearts astray.
And then like fools we follow that blind ray of hope.
Untill it leads us to our downfall. My heart's been choked.

In my mind I seek to keep fighting on
But I’m worn down, it feels like my energy’s gone.
This ship of strength that I promised myself would keep floating
It’s going down, I used all my strength to keep it going.
And I don’t need to write a hook whilst I’m typing lyrics,
I’m just putting thoughts down before my life is finished.
And now my studio time is almost at an end
Time for me to die instead of just bleeding the pen.
So before I go I guess I’ll leave you with a final thought.
This is my life but I’m trying to change my course.
If you find yourself stuck in this same ***king situation.
Just soldier on, make sure your brain don’t hit the pavement.
Cos everyone is this world has somebody that loves them.
And if you go, then they what would they do? They’re ***ked then.
I really thought I couldn’t carry on much longer
Looking back I know I’ll come outta this sh*t stronger.
So my final message is just push on through the bad times.
Through the sh*t, ‘till you land on the other side.
You take your life, and you damage more than you could ever know.
So step back and let my rhymes pull you out this gaping hole.

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Poem 1

For me, I travel this road alone.
It forever winds and around each corner lurks a new fear. But over my shoulder I am shadowed by my protector.
She sits on my right and watches over my weary path.
My guardian angel.
"No harm" she whispers, "Shall come to thee. If you walk your path so properly."
But from my path I have but strayed.
Darkness comes and I am slain.
Yet some small joy she can now take,
For no pain I suffered for her sake.
Let at least her now walk free and smile.
For she did protect me all the while.

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Poem 2

As long as I do travel on this road my companion shall be you.
And as the fears and beasts come down this road my companion shall be you.
For I shall stand and hold you tight as the wind blows ever on.
And I shall stay 'till the sun doth shine and you and I are one.

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Poem 3 (Gone)

You stand.
Ashamed, disappointed, angry. Upset.
I look down to my feet,
And up to you.

Tears in your eyes.

"You don't know what you've got 'till it's gone"
Not true.
It's more that I thought I'd never lose what I had.
I guess I was mistaken......

So close yet so far.

The wind whispers through your hair
As your chariot comes to take you away.
You turn to face a blank canvas.
What will the future hold?


You walk I stay. The end of my days.

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Unfinished poem/lyrics

Got these shackles round my neck.
Keep me tied to my death.
Let me out of my head.
Let me drown in my depth.
Though I keep moving on it leaves scars on my brain.
Cos the monster I tied up has I broken it's chains.
It keeps coming for me, hunting me down through my mind
Though I try to use thoughts to destroy what it finds.
But it's strong and it fights.
And I can't realise.
That the demon that's free, is something of mine.
So I just walk on at the side of road.
And I stick to the edge so my face ain't known.
And it's strange that no one seems to pass this way.
As if they already know what awaits my fate.
Cos my beast ain't slain and there's always rain
As I wander my tracks to approach my domain.
It's my final test as I battle the beast.
End of the road and I pick up my feet.
Watch as it rises to conquer the free.
I gave you my life so my life came to cease.

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Poem 4 (The Dark Room)

You stand in a Dark Room. A large, Dark Room.
At first nothing is out of place. You are just

Yourself.

But as time goes on you become anxious of the Dark Room.
Your heart starts to race and your mind creates Dark fantasies of the Dark Room.
The more nervous you become, the smaller the Dark Room gets.
As you feel the Room enclose itself around you, your worries increase.

The Dark seeds planted in your Dark mind start to grow within the Dark Room.
Your mind starts to change and you become something that is not you. Something that is

Not yourself.

The Room tightens more and more and as it does so, you lose more and more of your former self.
Eventually the Room tightens so much that you find yourself

Trapped.

Unable to move.
Yet still it closes around you until eventually it can close no more.
It has become you.

You are the
Dark Room

You are the
Dark Room

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For Sarah....

Let's be honest, since you died,
I been losing my mind.
Try to rewind,
Go back and find beautiful times.
The strangest thing is that you weren't even mine.
But I'd give anything to wake up, just a dream of the night.
Feel like I ***ked up,
40 years was hardly a life.
You were strong and we all hoped that you would survive.
My hopes lied,
I can't face the truth of that night
They said 2 weeks,
They went and you were short on time.
Your daughter blames herself for the fact that she didn't realise.
And your son smokes weed he ain't high but he's trying to get by.
I try to be there, but all I do is cry while I write.
Within my life, you became a one of a kind.
I'm torn inside.
Cos you left me in a position to be their protector.
The love that you gave, I hold it forever.
But now your fam looks to me hold it together,
Got mans telling me they think that it'll never be better.
What do I say?
Cos truth is, this hit me harder than most.
I stay awake at night, waiting for the presence of ghost.
I'm not alone, cos when I walk I know you follow me home.
I'm not the same, my souls starts to shiver with cold.
I got best friends telling me to try and be strong.
Don't understand I can't do that now that you're gone.

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Poem 5 - You have my love

If I could give you a soul; it would not be mine, for mine is to dark
If I could give you a mind; it would not be mine, for mine is to twisted
If I could give you a world; it would not be mine, for mine is to broken

But what I do give you is my heart.
My heart has seen much tragedy,
My heart has seen much loss,
My heart has seen much torment.
But still has to power to give love. So much love.

My love for you cannot raise mountains from the earth.
My love for you cannon part the oceans.
My love for you cannot move the heavens.
My love for you cannot stop the dark of night.

But my love is for you and you alone.
It is for you now and it is for you always.
As sure as the sun does rise in the east and set in the west;
My love, is for you.

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Poem 6 - As she stands she falls

Yet as she stands in love she falls in pain,
But the heart that's his will still remain.
For she has given him a reason to stay,
And he will be hers, through dark and through grey.

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Poem 7 - Only You Can Save Me

The careless thought
Makes me wonder,
What can save me from leaving life behind?
Nothing will save me,
Except your hand in mine.

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Kill Yourself Remix

I come at your mans spitting with a fire tounge, spitting with a lion song, spitting like a chosen one.
Coming at me with your fam, you aint brave. I leave your mans looking shook like a shockwave.
Guns shoot when I come to play game.
You shoot blank like a clock with no face.
I come with mad ways to devestate.
Like Madden; 350 gameplays.
On track I don't stop fighting.
Lyrics like fireworks, keep on lighting.
Fire flies when I step to the room.
Left dead if you enter my booth.
We all know that your life's been a fluke.
Time's come but you can't see the truth.
I break fools as I like through the iris,
Bars so cold they were made in the ices.

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What I'm Like

Who am I? I'd say the best.
Fast life got me stressed let me take a breath.
I already said I can't make amends,
Being from a city where hatred is the latest trend.
There's no questioning my reason.
They used to be against me now they're pledging their alliegance.
Stepping in my region,
Knowing that it's heated,
Step back you were never there when you were needed.
I'm so high I swear I'm flying away.
I tell your girl she can get low any time of the day.
And trust, it can be me that you're trying to play,
You could never mistake me for them type of games.
So let me give you all those sweet, harsh additives.
My thoughts so deep I think my brain can't handle it.
So let me get some.
I was in that club trying to get drunk.
Sipping murder backwards, red rum.
I do what I want, I can't be ashamed.
Please don't threaten me I'll laugh in your face.
I master the tape, and I don't need resource.
Pay me when I speak cousin, I don't do cheap talk.
There really is no stopping him.
I'm Superman, this city is my metropolis.
I could take the town, paid-off no rent.
I admit, I'm not sick, I'm grotesque.
It's like I'm straight out of the shower, I'm so fresh.
Rhymes so hard that they're bulletproof, no vest.
I take out the best and then go for the rest.
So you should call for back-up. Code red.
I'm like same sh*t, different day.
Like a glitch in the matrix, skip your fate.
Play a beat that I'm feeling and I could spray for days.
I speak like I'm a dreamcatcher, Mr. Gray.
They see me and they're like "Nah man this kid is vain",
I don't know why they don't like me, I'm fu*king great.

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Stray Wolf

You going to be dead and done, tossed aside.
I'm taking shots of cyanide.
I'll bust up in the capitol and catch them as the fire flies.
So b*tch you call the hospital and tell them to bring all the guys,
Cos son when I'm done you'll be lucky if you're left alive.
And when I step to beef up on the streets then the bells will chime,
Giving you a warning, in the morning you'll be out of time.
But I'm a f*cking pioneer, so I deserve a nobel prize.
I see them with the snake eyes, step to me would not be wise.
I'm ninja like Shanghai.
Watch them try and compromise.
Disguising your lies, I realise, and that ain't no surprise.
So come and get it if you think you're bad enough to flip the script.
I'm taking out a razor to you rappers, Jack the Ripper sh*t.
I spit so hard that my bars are like granite rock.
Mouth so hot, a tsunami couldn't make it not.
I got the power of a heaveyweight, b*tches best call the alpha dog.
I'm sending out a Stray Wolf, so make sure your doors are locked.

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Ballin Diss - Round 1 --- Audio: http://www.4shared.com/mp3/h5WrrS_V/Ballin_diss_v3.html

Think your a big man to step to my game?
I let you know, I come with a dynamite flame.
My right hand is the hand that'll burn you with, merk you with.
Don't ride the mic, try and learn from this.
So welcome to the circus b*tch, you best look out.
I catch you tryna say that you're sick, you best sit down.
My verses reverse all your curses quick.
I bring the hearses and murder it.
So you might think your ready for the best in the biz.
I'll take it dirty, cos everybody knows your sh*t.
Shaking the shake down and I'm leaving you shook.
Like a leaf in the wind. Now I'll close the book.
Cos it's the end of your time and that's all she wrote.
Ballin the b*tch, your rhymes are a joke.
Watch me take the centre stage, knife in your throat.
As if you thought you could ever step on my toes.

But for f*ck sake, jesus I'm tired of breathing.
I'm freezing, my bars are cold with no heating.
I'm sonning you, as if it were parental beating.
I'm gunning you, as if it was a hunting season.
I'm done with you, leave it, listen to reason.

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Ballin Diss - Round 2

I'll admit that your content was dope,
But like I said, your rhymes were a joke.
So I'll be breaking that b*tch till I see his back is broke.
See? I can switch up the flow,
Fast, medium or slow.
You talk about this getting serious?
Son you delirious, the weariest.
My bars are magic, I'm mysterious.
So let me bring it back to you wanting to get personal.
I'll come with the rhymes and leave your head top reversible.
So why you chatting sh*t, like you are the wild one?
Your calling out my lyrics but it's me you got styles from.
B*tch.
Let the members debate this.
Let's see who's really got the "universal narrative".
Studying my lyrics, as if you were a scientist.
Stray Wolf on the loose, tearing out your air passages.
This little pr*ck can't beat me, I'm treacherous.
I leave fools bloodied and sullied, like I'm relentless.

Ballin's left for dead, it's no elaboration.
He told me he's a fan and "can we do collaborations?"
Anyone can see that you're out of your league.
My bars come hard like Hitler with the Blitzkrieg.
But the difference is, I've won this war.
So Ballin, tell your mum that I'll be back for more.
Dirty little wh*re with her knees on the floor.
You say that you'll blow? You've done that before.
When I spit I come with the venom and rage.
So hot that underwater I could still spit flame.
My lines are mesmerising and metaphorically chains.
Cos there's no escaping my bars, ask anyone slain.
My lyrics are the ethers, you can't stop the reaper.
Didn't even have to try but I know that beat ya.
You're the pupil I'm the teacher.
The student to the master.
Send for me again and you know that I'll blast ya.
So stop, don't embarrass yourself.
I'm known to damage your health.
You can't beat me, you got no compatible skills.
And when I spit truth, you know that my lyrics are real.
Rhymes that are cancerous, the contact is making you ill
I'm taking out the sh*t rappers, you could call it a cull.
You're first in line. It's easy to crush your weak skull.
Writing against me, your ship will sink with a breeched hull.
There's a Stray Wolf riding on a Storm and he ain't f*cking Peaceful.

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Spit Remix - Subliminal meanings are explained at the end | Audio download: http://www.4shared.com/video/V4NKL-Eu/Spit_Remix_2.html

Cos you know it's my time, I rise again.
Messiah with a bloody pen.
Figure out the flukes, fakes and failures like Sherlocks friend.
What's on the radio? People that are all pretend.
I'm living what I've written, don't joke or it's a clowns death.
Love me till the sun shines. Don't say that we're only friends.
I'm a beast on the mic, I'll Spit untill the final end.
Party groove and soul clap, I play it back and back again.
I showed biz the A.G. He said he doesn't run with them.
Tetrahydrogestrinone, Dwain on some funny sh*t.
Trial for the Tigers. Back to running 60 quick.
Wolf on the scene, raise game by burning it.
My respect ain't due but I'd say I'm earning it

On Another Level

It's about time you f**kers start checking my smart rhymes.
Rewind go into google and see what you find.
I'm spitting on a whole other level intellect.
Rhymes over your head, like a Messerschmitt in effect.
You know I Spit Fire, I'm a Hurricane leaving you dead.
Don't step, you can't cos I'm chopping off both of your legs.
I'm a rap fiend, write with a bloody pen.
See me? You can't, your eyes are taken outta your head.
I'm on a rise up, City when they got bought out.
Looking to the sky, I see red clouds. My time is now.
You got beef? Well quarter of me is from Iran,
So I'm Cyrus the Great, nah f*ck that man I'm Genghis Khan.
Benno was like check this beat it's from Timbaland.
I was like "I'm the only rapper live in the f**king Midlands"
And I ain't even from the ends, I'm from up in Manny, North.
Checking onto Blizzard and Shifty, they're repping Manny raw.
Checking onto Lunar and Jack Flash, the North is yours.
You haven't even heard of them? Get back to the drawing board.
Stray Wolf has come, you're all b*tches, you're done.
I'll rip into your flesh and take out your breathing lungs.

Dark Shadowlands

Dark shadows in a shady grove
From a Mother Ship of make-believe, I'm talking through a crazy code
And breathing through my heart again.
Paper money's got me looking like I'm paper thin.
Pay-per-view me in the morning when my day begins.
If there's an end, it started on a night like this.
See I remember feeling so ***** sick of things.
Of all the memories liquor stole from the thick of things,
It's left me with a thicker skin.
So sure a God exists, I went and asked the devil "Home,
I guess I was the moss that couldn't gather to that rolling stone."
Feeling awkward as I realised that we are all alone.
See I completely must have dreamt that I am still awake.
Pirouetting silhouettes remind me that the world escaped.
Mother nature dies eternally with every glance.
So ashamed to breathe again I'm looking for my every chance
To silence these internal screams and dangle from the nearest branch.
See I recall myself believing in a greater cause.
But I was wrong of course.
It's there in a belated clause.
The tragic comedy of errors that we call a past
Polluting all our history books in retrospect's a ***** farce.
But I was young and I was learning fast.
The burning souls that are turning as we turn the cards
Convince me that the game of life is something that returns in shards.
Feeling sold but I've still never left the shelf.
Life in the box watching all you people cheat for wealth.
If all else fails grit your teeth and we can eat ourselves.
See I remember feeling so ***** sick of things. In these dark shadow lands.

Send for Derry

I'm not liable for the words of the Bible
What I heard was a trifle
When I murd-er,
This man here.

God won't protect you from knife in your ribs.
Did he die for your sins?
Is it right what he did?
Well as far as I'm concerned it's all boll*cks what you believe in.
I'll turn this little Christian to a full fledged heathen.
When this man says if it come to blows you'll be screaming and he'll leave this fat tw*t bleeding -
Believe him.
How you gonna act when the knife that I carry's ready?
F*ck with me now and "Scary Derry" would be dead and buried.
Let's see if the pr*ck is still acting all bad and heavy.
I'll cut him up quick-time and chuck him off a moving ferry.
I'm not the kinda man who wants to listen to your reason.
The only explanation is I've turned into a demon.
Thinking you're a badder man with your badder swag.
I've been badder than, any man.
You don't know me, I'm f*cking H.A.M.
You pull my team down with your fake swag and fake garms.
The way you gwarn, I'll have to f*cking snap in half both your arms.
So why you catting your style off me and my mans?
Your fake Gucci belt was probably made in Thailand.
You gotta understand.
At the end of the day I just hate you.
Wild west flex, another scalp I can claim too.
But listen up son. Leave me the f*ck alone
You speak - I'll let my fists talk and start smashing up your bones.
I'm not talking sh*t, I kill this pr*ck with a sticklebrick.
Just to go and prove in one hit, that I could finish him.
So you don't dare try and step to my direction.
My hand hits your head with a clinical connection,
My rhymes leave my mind with a lyrical perfection,
I time it sublime with a mystical complexion.
I think it's become pretty clear I'm ahead of him.
I'm better than the veterans, he speaks and I'm deading him.

Power Remix - Beat is attached below

Now I'm running with the ball, you could say that I'm travelling.
We gunning for your ice or chain or medallion.
Slicing your brain, don't need my battalion.
I don't waste time on fakes, I embarrass them.
So why you acting big like, Richard or Saladin.
Picture this prick try pick on the paladin.
We run blocks and we move drugs like we're trafficking.
Man still sit at home still like a mannequin.
Punks front like I don't need no female dog
But they wish they were Mike from My Wife and Kids
Act right son or I come with a flick
And leave your face with an open wound and no stitch.
Stray Wolf got the beats on the brain. True
Metaphor needed, key to the game. You
Better your speeches, flee from my aims view.
King is the title that I lay claim to.
Better know that it's Alpha, Omega.
Spent time just chasing the paper.
Step hard if you think that you're braver,
We'll run up all upon you with a concealed razor.
Wolf pack and the wolves all savages.
I trained with the track, not a train with the carriages
Trained to attack, refrain if you're average.
Insane with raps when the God Wolf damages.
I expect execs on my door
If I come with a straight sick F-Six-Four.
Living in the Mids but I rep for the North.
I'll be doing this ting since here henceforth.

Thanks for reading
Stray Wolf/Stormy/Peaceful

just wrote

my life aint everything i got
my life is allways risked
my life is often silent
my life does not express anny kind of stress.
but thats just life, stress is allways there
in your face, with a killer stare.
but fight back is what i dare.
hunting with a flare.


your life is not a mess
your life have still a value
while im waiting at the avenue
in your mind that is not true
but i did nothing wrong not time to sue
cause im just writing at my room fighting a flu
its my way of living, i allways write something new
why i do it, i have no clue.
now that is true.