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bingo!
From: holdin down the three-one-three |
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IP:
riding down the street i cant think straight im pretty high........
as i cross the street i hear a loud horn,as the bus flies by..........
i feel sick and like i fainted and im dizzy with blurry sight.........
all of a sudden, it goes white..then i see a heavenly light........
I am.... dead! i wish that i never went to that seven eleven.......
becuase now i have to go through tha tunnel-to-heaven......
i think about how i tradically died- it gets me very pissed....
kodac moments with my girl, and all the things i missed.......
as i enter the tunnel.. i walk thirty feet and hear voices......
the tunnel forks off in to many paths, too many choices....
for being dead im functioning and thinking very well......
i just cant go down da wrong path it could lead to hell.....
i choose the left path, and the cave starts to get tighter...
but then u hear singing and the light gets brighter......
i notice that with evryfoot that tunnel is getting bigga.....
then i think to my self" mark ur one lucky-ass nigga......
yes! im overjoyed and start to breath deeply and laugh...
then i wonder did tupac and big have2 cross this path......
i reached the end! and it feels like im on some crazy pills....
becuz theres green grass all over the gently rollin hills.......
i think once again to my self " mark u kno how 3 choose it.....
then i hear harps violens.. and extremely roud rep-music....
thats it i reached those beutiful golden-pearly gates.....
now nobody exept for god can detirmen my fate.........
its a party! i saw tupac and said what up..he didnt reply....
try to enter the gates oh no all of a sudden acces denied!...
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