Coming back form the dead

January 5th,1990

R.I.P John Hunter


January 3rd,1990

My body's shaking,flash backs of every bruise aiking
Shot once but breathe again,life isnt always breath taking
I feel like a new guy,confused but why
Minipulated and killed criminals,not the new I
Firey grave laid,not a virgin so a second chance was gave
Vexd with flowers,not again,for being saved
A new day,not suffacating so ill start with a "hey"
But bleeding comes back,and I stop Jeasus's way

January 5th,1990

Rewind in my mind,the past and being behind
Im talented,they put me in my own graveyard,so im one of a kind
Everything turns dark,im back on that street
Where I just saw sum guy get shot,or was that me?



Im a topical head