Texty:
Second Invisible

Alone, isolation. An island So far from the nearest sign of life No ones is coming, No one is coming Settled in a made to measure place Why are you dragging

The mirror Is not reflecting the disgraceful image That I used to see in front of me A glimmer of hope that comforts me . I' m safe I'm safe, I'm safe

I'm consumed Keep me connected to the ground They make me out to be so cold An exercise of self-criticism I am sure that It won't come off What have

in her invisible tree Eating mangos in a dream And so the search went on All the while Nickee was curled up fast asleep No longer peaceful in her invisible

it/ I'm a count my blessings and pray that these haters ain't disrespecting/ Ain't ever no questions/ If we gotta rebel and do some checkin'/ At any second

girl in the class to show me her knockers Rocked jewels dropped school still didn't fail Rhymes still written well hold court in the street Never sit in the cell for a second

a crowd And raised his voice up way out loud And waved his arm and shook his leg You'd notice him If someone in the movie show Yelled, "Fire", in the second

many places you've seen him Or the sister with his child wandering up the street Remember what you've seen in your own mirror And didn't for a second

Bababababa there is no one like me th-th-there is no one like me, (Chiddy Bang) like meee ma-ma-manners take a second look and youll see(we pretty