Ghost....From the Past
 

Same Addicts//
Game Habits//
In that Window Pane Attic//
wit that Cane Plastic//
Stretchin it like Elastic//
It sticks to me like Lent Static//
It feels HEAVENLY but so so so SATANIC//
Watchin Niggas TWEEK and Get Frantic//
Twitch and Panic//
COKE..JAR....WATER..SODA...The Pan Kit//
Lettin it Boil//
Under the Mattress Coil//
Wrappin Up in Baggies or Cooking Foil//
Ethynol Oil//
Watchin Feinds Hit wit the Brillo//
and Turn into the Armadillo//
Byte they Lip Lick the roof out they mouth and Lounge on the Pillow//
Me Sellin..//
I got em Gellin//
This diesease Spreads to the Minds of every Felon//
Incarcerated for not Tellin//
who was Supply'n the dope to bring HELL IN//
so they locked in the Cell In//
100 Crunches//
2 Lunches//
Cafe Fights...Food Took//
Rapes..Shanks..Suicides from Close Crooks//
Chose Books//
watchin Me..get that G.E.D.//
Now it's the goal to apply what I see//
To the T.V.//
Get the Bling Life..and Yacht's//
to Boycott//
and let the FAKE stop..//
Thats for the RICH COMMUNITY//
How can i Plaster Fake when the REALNESS almost RUIN ME! :nono:

thats pretty damn good.i like it