Paranoid
Living so strife, my visions and wishes always Vanish
Yet I can convert, making myself a victim to Banish
Even Christ has opinions, everyone’s destined to Shine
A veteran of greatness, I wonder what best been Fine
Such lethal rareness, such people with good Awareness
To many knew the fair in this, unable to fall Apart
Lisping and shuddering, always perfects its Decision
Such aggressions, most believe in they’re own Vision
A perfect mentality, may improve your Personality
The final chance, while you glance for Immortality
You may find arguments, such a disappointing Dispute
Hectic living, yet Christ shines for his final Salute
Such A generic personification, it ranks lights Power
Every hour of time, I’m so fierce I begin to Devour..
Any minute of motion, horrid pictures of Commotion
Yet I fight to shine, with Christ its my Promotion
BoneCollector
From the day ive come out from my moms Womb..I never was protected by light..
God was never there for me ..I loved being in the dark.. and wondering at night..
I was always a bad kid from the start following and admiring the wrong friends..
From the day i copped that gat back..and fired at my enemy in that black benz..
I never was the same...people looked at me different ..and looked at me bad..
But i gained a rep that..i loved to have..but sooner or later that rep was all i had
My Family had given up on me..and just simple said"do wat you want im done"
Only thing that i could turn to now was the streets and thats were my story begun..
I started to get stressed out..not having anyone to turn to,only thing i had was drugs.
I would use it to confert me and take away my stress..it was all i had while living w/ thugs
Rolling 20 deep everywhere i would go......i would feel like i had my nucca's everywhere..
The day they find you strolling solo..the'll take your rep and even take the things you wear
Then you go back to your hood bruised and blooded your people rush and ask wat craccin?
Before I could begin my story they loaded there gats and strolled to where i had once been..
I lead the pack to tell the ones who had hurt me ..that your about to get knocked out..
As soon as we see them my ppl attack an ina split second the ppl lay dead without a doubt
Then we see flashes of light... and the cops pop out of every direction.. i flee the scene..
But my people stayed they were trapped and from that day on my crew were never seen..
Now I live on the streets no family to go home to..some people might think thats the life..
But always looking behind your back for enemy's and always strolling the hood with a knife..
Its the life i wanna live...but i do
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