thats iight, if its not in cypher... peep...
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Originally posted by smokedout411
thought i'd try this out... you know where you make a rhyme and someone keeps adding there own rhyme to it and it keeps going.
truth and youth paid for by your least likely spectator
a lost cause the truth is nothing but a loose favor
your waste on youth with drugs
man aint nothing gonna change us
atleast you tried before you died to make this place somewhat stranger
it aint enough.. look at us... wasted fake posers...
gun toten mother fuckers who act like they'd shoot down there own brothers
act like your life isnt denial hatred pride crashed into one all killin you over.....
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im not feelin' so sober, my feelings are over, demon struck
grab my cheset to keep in touch know my breathings fucked
still i continue, evenin' tuff, i got to take this shots are aimless
i dont have alot to gain with, its quite clear cops are dangerous
not sure how RB is baring me, im'ma problem they stare at me
so i walk outta this worlds realm, into therapy, you there with me?
can't hold my hands, they dont understand, intelligence thunder
keep me back 'til i pull a gun out longer than an elephant hunter
damn... no more... my hands hurt