Nigga Ima OG.
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RenegadeAr.t ~ Presents: New Year
IP:
Seklusion:
Slip out of bed; of course I'm hung over
Painfully sober- red lipstick smudged across my shoulder
I may not remember it, but the night must've been great
On the floor is the vomit with all the food that I ate
Atop the sheets sits her panties woven from lace
Never seen her face, lying next to a beautiful stranger
Climbing from bed to shower off her scent
Watching her rest- she's the most perfect girl I ever met
Knowing last night I said things that I never meant
The fridge is filled with chocolate and liquor
OE with OJ, never was a mixture so bitter
I resolve to make my break, also clean up my act
Says so right here on this paper, in fact
Ripped a page from the tablet to scribble a goodbye:
"I'm leaving my number here in hopes of a reply
Cause the condom in the bin says you were a excellent time"
Viscosity:
...Cold & alone, sad and deprived, what a petty live
....religion, closed that chapter, it's lost in my eyes..
Who cares about a penny-a-dollar, I live off life & anealment
Broke as can be.. illigiment buisness, no concelement
I stare out my window at my buggie, with no new wheels yet
Flat tire, fired from work, & I just cashed off a real settlement..
But still.. broke & about to be evicted, from my only place to rest..
How'd I get into this mess.. a year ago, I was living the best..
Living out west, with a wife & children to call my own, plain success...
Cash in my pocket, love & beauty, addicted to lifes plain treasures...
Nothing else mattered, at the time.. nothing even came close in measures..
Children were at the top of my list, flattered to womans, advances on me..
Now Im despised by men/woman alike.. in there eyes, im terrible to my family..
But my goal, was to make everyone but me happy, & love equals money..
So I have a new years resoltution, coming back to 2004.. I dont care anymore..
I contimplate, ending my fate.. but why make others life come true.. when I can
just be come anew?
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My people skills are way better then yours, nigga..
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