Sunday, January 21, 2007
6:42 PM
One More Person Asking Where I Go Would Get a Big Shyt Outta Me.....i dun know why people keep asking me same question...... The Evil FreeStyles Will Take Over Me Now....i dun know why the hell i change to be good or bad....its both way i end up the same...so imma change to be both good and evil.....more Good and more Evil.....i will balance both Good and Evil....Ju Shut the hell up and get me in my way....i dun knoe why people tend to ask me questiong.....it was only fair tat i was born,with a set of horn...86% of Gangsters Are Black and Brown....14% are White...so Tempting To Get Sticky.... Its went Trick Trick pick me up when it got drunk....These Voice Get It on my head....you might see me on the streets gettin dark....Jail Break Volt its the music of the life....everyone jus feel they can relate to me....these kids on the street hanging on us worshiping the godfather....but they dun see that they dun get remorse....they jus want to loose sum mind so they could get attention.....all these judges want to convict.....and the police blames me.....and when everyone is against me.....i couldnt...i wont be fit to talk....but you did pull a shyt too by lying about my life-hood....they jus tell the judges its my fault...but not knowing its not affecting ourselves....we jus need to explain it....we jus need to explain to all this kid tat needed it....no one every sit and shyt wishing they die....
Y These Wounds Just
Dont Seems To Heal
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