I don't think it's my best.... As some may remember, I left RB in August & when I did I quit Rappin'. Well, On New Year's My friend Zig Zag (You may remember him) got me back to writin'... so, This is after not writin' for about 3 1/2 month's.

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I’m alone and alienated, I’m at home no calls on the pager
It’s like no one want to talk to me, Or even be there for me
Everyone who ever gets close to me, turns around and stabs my back
They leave me there alone, It’s not like I Got Feelings AT all

My friends all turned their back on me, I’m alone
Ain’t no girl’s puttin’ their mack on me, on the phone
I don’t have anything to look forward to, Everything that’s mine is borrowed too
Cuz I don’t have money, job, a girl, anything that makes life worth while
The last person I could talk to has found another, She barely bothers to tell me either, my mother
It’s like the world is conspirisizing against me, But that’s just me
I’m just Rob, It’s not like I got any feelings
Hell no, They be stomped on, Shattered to oblivion
I’m like Orange peelings, You just throw me a way
Hope that I give a shit to last another day, Not that it matters anyway
I’m just a object, Subject, No one cares what’s wrong, or why I’m upset

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Shattered, My life lays there like a broken mirror, Get on the line on hold I can hear her
Why do I talk to him, I could better, That’s the time I pick up the line
Then she slams in my face, opposite a pick up line
It’s the Break up line, Obviously she need space
What the fuck, I’ve done what you wanted, I’ve sacrificed, What more could you want
This goes out to My homeboys, Who deal with this shit I wit ya boys
It’s like a new truck, It’s a bad toy, Only to wreak your heart
And leave a hole in ya pockets, And All You can do is be ripped apart
I know how it goes, Or should I Say Ho It goes, Cuz the tables turned, I ain’t gonna be burned
I Ain’t got Time for your shit, Cuz Bitches ain’t shit but hos & tricks, Now suck dicks

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Fuck You, Everyone who hate on me, fuck you too, to everyone who dated me
Look at where it got you, the receiving end of a VP diss too
You know who you are, sittin’ thare, Smokin’ pot, Or Sexin’ hot
You do ‘em both, then you caught, then you find Rob
It must make you feel better to straight cut me off, Bitches you can straight suck me off
Cuz I Ain’t doin’ no more relationship shit, I Ain’t getting hurt again ho-dip-shit
I can’t see the other side of the bridge, But I can see the underside of the bridge
Callin’ me, screamin’ for me, to just jump already
Callin’ like you all used to, before ya’ll started trippin’
Screw me I guess, I’ll join ya’lls contest, Fuck me, put me to rest
Once and for all the best, Village Pimp Rest in Peace

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