Strange things happened around the winter time, That's about the same season that I made her mine, Her name always made me wanna hit her up, Her body always told me Fine, I knew I had to have her, cause to me she was fire, And by joining with her flames, bigger got the fire that was mine, She knew what I needed, and I knew we had to intertwine, That's when she became the six while I became the nine
What's the cause of all this violence black kids and white kids pulling at eachothers eyelids mac elevens and tens found in the backpacks of tense 11th grade men with intents of killing their friends instead of making amends, they be drillin em full of holes and killin em over different colours of flesh.
Simply carefree, movin silently, Yet I got 'em girls eyein me, But I'm in love with mary jane, She's the one that's flying me, Always stayed true to myself, You won't hear of anybody buyin me, Status is important, that's why haters always tryin me, Testin me, Jealousy, that's what I invoke, All my skills remain to be unmatched, I shouldn't be provoked, I'll have everybody fucked, like damn who dropped the soap, Grab the rope, choke another one who's doubting me, Ain't a single soul in this world gon' be haunting me, I must've drank some screwed up shit I feel like god is followin, Or can it be my shadow or my image cause I feel like god again, I'm lookin out for everyone, except the ones who screwin up, But right now my vision kinda blurry, I forgot I had some more in my cupppp
Oh shit it's going down! Nowadays everyone's smoking green, not brown. That's all I got to say, now Ima got to sleep. Like The Stone Temple Pilots Ima always be a Creep.
when I was younger they took my hand and said you could be whatever plans you ever had, No need for worries no need for pain, then my world shattered and i never seen them again.
You say you got a business... I just googled yo ass and the only thing I found was some selfie pictures. *drops mic*
Crucifixion, The basis for a crude religion, They claim to have everything but clearly the truth is missin, Aint offering anything to help my addictions and inhibitions, I feel that to heal is a gift that cant be given, Or paid for from the pockets of the rich and willing, The misalignment in a sick mind is what needs a shifting, Your two feet are the only things that can bring an end to the mission, So next time they tell you to have a chat with a father and look to his wisdom, Identify what that fool is spittin and compare it to your own views and visions, And see who really has the tools to switch em
put your soul in the music feel the lit fuse and refuse to defuse it, breakthrough with your conscience acoustics beating heart bass pacing marginal movements, so tune in if your clueless who's this Truman built with an artists component? super human parts with the focused martial arts mind of a lotus flying high putting life into focus.
this feels like the role of a lifer this feels like the role of a spider I stay in a cobweb, I'm Tobey Maguire hold down a job? need a loafer for hire? I'm in a good spot for that, prone to a sniper like a rifle with a scope on it, prone to get fired I'm feelin' like a ghost in the mire... I sunk deep but I ain't gold to a diver I dug deep but this ain't coal to a miner only wrote this cause of smoke and a lighter it's like I'm s'posed to be higher... cause I drag through hard hits, the rollin' is tighter
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To this beat: So many thoughts where should I begin?What you do to me I can't comprehend. Tryin' hard to wrap my head around it And I think about 'til my mind is bent. Look at the clock all our time is spent. Time flies when you're with the finer things. Who knew I'd find where a diamond is I wanna give you more than all these compliments.
Did this for a topical on another website I write on. Drew my inspiration from "All the worlds stage" by William Shakespeare Inside a box of glass and wires, Sentimental words uttered from the mouth of the tired, With forceful attempts to inspire, Subtraction of comprehension to add the fuel to the fire, These liars tether the gullible, Control over the next move, Till a spark reveals the truth that the camera man shoots, Their blinding light brews a fight or flight mood, Influencing these impartial type of views, Lonely souls yearning for an alternate release, Peeking out from the darkness under their stained sheets, One sentence away from the false sense of feeling complete, Fading thoughts of eventually reaching that peaceful retreat, But the back of the mind confines a deadly plan, Drips of crimson red causing messy hands, A heavy burden latched onto the belt in his pants, Starting a journey back to the haunting memories of his past, At last, the crumpled bills are forked over to a lost soul, Recruiting another follower on the long road, A thousand foot steps still the end doesn't show, Frustration turns to loathing, Time fading and cutting close, Withering hopes, The sight of a smile leads to panic, The brain contains the rage but the hand does the damage, Repremand it, At a disadvantage surrounded by badges, Spot the precise holes that cant be covered with a bandage, Block out the scene, Regrets of deciding on that fateful choice, Deafening claps... The laid out fleece is getting moist, The tired speaks again, Now scanning the voids on that damaged boy, They may have taken his last breath but never could take his voice, One click of a button; static noise.
There isnt a single occupation, patiently waiting in my future observation of site That I'd like, Id have a higher chance to strike gold with my hands and less than that with the plans of a mic, perhaps I need to map out my life chances are that, that im right. and maybe someday ill be fine, with life rightfully mine an my mind frightfully blind outta spite. But right now, I need to figure out who I am I'll stick around till the end we'll be friends, I just dont get where im supposed to be at, and my heart bleeds for those who see.
Now before I'm guilty and labeled insane, In my dream showed up a weather report, 100 percent chance that it's gonna rain, It's hittin all the strippers and their clubs, It got people runnin to the corners askin if they can spend a 20 for a dub, Yeah well whatcha want? My goons on deck with the shit that come from the ground, Weed by a pound, its the coke by the ounce, And since everybody gettin black, I brought China to the town, I had to make them happy so I passed it all around, I woke up with an urge, and then I fucked around, Nothin better bein high, knowin money multiply,
Way back when, we rocked wave caps, and black hats Now we rock the brands, in high demand, supply and conquer #1 rule as a mobster, stay gangsta. even wen Feds catch up They can't break ya, Learn to wake up before They burn you, defy nature, stack paper, embrace The darkness like darth vader, I'm a God amongst men You a cheap imitation
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