(**GHOSTE**)-Diary
 

"just think of me as the pages in your diary"

-Alicia Keys

went to da y.m.c.a....................... played b-ball all day/
set up my mic to make sure u kats can *hear* wut i say/
my momma watchin da oscars, while im moochin fo dollarz/
but i kno she dont got money to spare me for my problems/
and that brings me to now, me...writin this entry/
i cant wait till my next drop, to explain my adventure/



...im bored...

had to go too school, but i couldnt wait to get home/
so i could flow, and get to my comp to type this off my dome/
i typed my verse, so black~magik could drop that open mic/
so when u read this, go and leave some feed on that, aight?/
well thats about it, my day was pretty boring/
but maybe ill remember some shit to type by tommorow morning/

had another boring day, besides the gang fite i was in/
it seems like every week is just the same again & again/
we rolled up on dem kats, we was marchin 6 deep/
soon as they saw our blue flags, they was marchin toward our street/
it started slow, some shit talked there, but it escalated quick/
pretty soon 1 of my best friends had already taken his pik/
the scene became a mob, red and blue blended to 1/
then pretty soon, my whole crew, was chasin em......we won/