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!...
good imagery...first time voting on a topical...so dont kno how it works. but good imagery...good flow...some had weak flow, but overall good....down to the point, and the story is in good chronological order.



my lifes a blunder feelin time slip away downward i plunder
death feels like 20 tons bricks stacked on top of each-other
i try to speak but when i move my lips nothing comes out
im wondering if this is what life after death is about
i have the choice to look back on my life and see all
should i look or not...it could make my heart free fall
all the mistakes i made and the days i never lived to the fullest
i have to look back on all this bullshit... but i feel its foolish
i have to...i must...i gotta see my daughter growing up
or i could turn away and decide if im goin down or goin up
i decide to walk away and let the pain melt from my skin
once again...this isnt life after death cuz i got another life to begin
no more feelings no more heartache pain hate or rage
i guess living after death is just like turning the page
my heart is telling me heaven but my actions are showing me hell
i try to ask myself which direction but my brain isnt willing to tell
all the sins i have commited are forcing me to go down
but all the love in my heart makes a beat with no sound
i choose to go to heaven with my mother even tho i hurt her
i started walking closer and closer but the distance got further
im stuck in the same place all alone and i have no way up
all of a sudden i hear my daughters voice and i start to wake up
flow did a good job of putting emotions into words, and that fear of heaven of hell, but i think i gotta go wit shadow because he told a better story if thats gotta do wit anythign...but cut me sum slack this is my first topical vote....peace.....

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