Festive Time

Had a bad start with two falls as leg couldnt obey my instructions bloody rebels.. Since then i have launched full scale attack on them..Pushing them off limits every hour need to make sure that they accept my dictatorship..

Weakness still persists after the water therapy but thats normal as my abs and abdomen are getting stronger i can feel the same..I accept good recovery after the full moon i dont know but i get this strange feeling i hope its true but this faith is making me go strong..

In India we celebrate festival of colors this sunday known as HOLI... and after marriage this is my festival and wont be there with my wife sorry dear but i'm aiming and trying for faster recovery but anyways we will have a blast time on my birthday.. forgive me this year sweetheart but will unite with you soon..

meditation is also very effective for getting the MND up and working i have been trying some for last few weeks and now can feel electrical sparks emerging from my brain ending up at my legs and it was a killer feeling i have started practicing the same thrice a day...

GOOD PEOPLE DIE YOUNG... but i'm not good so i will survive and sail thru this and i'm sure about it..

Still got many hill tops to be conquered, missing rock music a lot....

LONG LIVE EMINEM... 8TH MILE IS THE TRACK U NEED TO ENJOY..LOSE URSELF..

"Lose Yourself"

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
but he keeps on forgettin what he wrote down,
the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(You better)

The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partner but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

[Hook]

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this %^&$#&& roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cause man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not this may be the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

do watch the songs guy my personal fav...sorry for the explicit lyrics.