Joy & Pain - windchiLL

Enjoying the pain, Enjoying the rain.

Hey mama Im sorry but your first boy is insaine.

I need help to my feet im still ingnoring the cane, evolved a bit the bad side

of me slayin.

Joys is watching the first born start using his brain, Pain is hot coals my

whole life burning in flames.

Joy is taking a walk enjoying the day, why with everyday we seem to encounter

some pain.

Untaimed but only to a certin extent, we all need mental help the write of

diversions of Vent.

Intense because of a life filled with battle scars.

So when i choose to go battle i battle hard.

Still i had my share of cuts and bruises.

lacerations, broken bones and contusion.

Joy is that your winning but only learning from losing, pain is life and all

its pretty things are illusions.

II

Yo, yeah i scream why!, as i look into the sky and sees a boil and it man kind

is gunna fry.

simmilar to cittizens of the city of nagasaki, Im the original not no carving

copy.

Only i can stop me, the all seeing eye cant watch me, no stop watch can clock

me.

Soothen the mind moving through time.

All i see these days is blind leading the blind.

No need to talk im already reading your mind, i strive another rhyme i believe

in my grind.