i got a couple of days befor i snap and start to spary
i mean kids think beef is all good untill they burryed in graves
tryed to hurry and pray but god wont answer my calls
if he had a 800 number he probley would stall
thats why now a days everybody got's to brawl,
an carry a ratchet for fagets walking throu the malls
fuck a couple of peeps need to stay clear like the sight of air
call it 151 when he get slice from ear to ear with a bullets to spare
why talk shit an then when ya people take the hit, ya really dont care
fuck why is 6.6.06 called the omen an its being relessed this year
why the police still trying to get me knock for having no licens
when people got carrying permit and everyday they wanna try-son
and leave me dead on the corner where trash ly's-son
this is just the hood lives, where the good dies
and only the strong and clever servive
to messure the strive for lives u must tressure the sun-rise
an arrive accordinly, aborting me, probley would brong my moms tortchery
but my sorcery is a pack of good like grocery
stop it ya like jupitor not even close to me.................

* a few days later**

the nine click, all of a sudden the hammer slip
the gun spit, ( bang bang) danm my arms hit!!
shit!, gotta move quick, befor i drip
bitch!, am kinda sick, OF ya lip
am moving out this aint a trip
dont wait, u'r not my soul-mate
u'r so fake, wait, u light like a snow flake
the jakes, got me move around the grase like snakes
u trying to crumble my house like a quake in quwake
but make a mistake- an thats ya body by the lake
what do it take, for a few dead soldier to wake
i rather trade my place, then be living with this scare on my face
faggets slice me while am not looking then wanna race
now look at what i gotta face,
its like am having a bad dream an i gotta wake.... wait...
wake up... wake up....
hey hey u haveing a bad dream wake up....


danm it was all a dream....

* looks in the mirra * or was it real?

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