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Old 01-06-06, 05:49 PM   #1
Lyriclesolja
I Create Dope Poetry For The Thinkers Of Tomarrow....I Am Lyriclesolja
 
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All Over Again.....

IP:

Yo little do we know but were all livin to die,
weather it be alone or wit our gun by our side,
hear the gun shots outside,
wake up a baby so it starts to cry,
as the mother and father talk about leavin this town of crime,
while gun shots ring random at any time,
and all the sudden a bullet come through the dry wall,
take the father out quick and they have to watch him die cause they cant make the call,
cause they got disconnected 5 years ago,
when the babys father was a pimp and her mom was a hoe,
they cared about eachother more than they would show,
and loved each other more than anyone would ever know,
and as the father lay there dieing the wife drops to her knees,
holding him up with her boney hands and beggs the lord please,
and as she goes to sleep that night,
she hopes to wake up with him by her side,
this is another reason were all just livin to die.
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okay i wrote this peayce like 3 years ago and i actually posted it on Dec. 12th 03'...but they closed it for some reason so now im just looking for feed now...LINKS COMING!!
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Originally Posted by Indeph
Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.
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