Monday 8-15-05, 4:59 PM

Reminiscing:
came up poor as fuck, schooled on the front porch
did well in school, but need more than good grades in the Short
Short North, producin' nuthin' but drugz, thugz and roaches
and parinoia, got me jumpin' whenever someone approaches
me from behind, and it's a permanent condition
moved up out the hood, and i still ain't changed how i'm livin'
figured since i was nigga be treated as a demon seed
so i thought i'd be accepted if i stopped smokin' weed
not me, they accused ME of sellin' the shit?
told em to look at my clothes do i look like i'm rich?
but they don't want to hear logic when it don't suit their story
i was so desperate for acceptance would've took it on Maury
and took a drug test lie detector whatever
don't matter cuz to the neighbors i'll be guilty forever
mother passed and fosho it was a tragedy
but hurts more cuz thru the pain wit people mad at me
they ain't wanna have a brothaz back watchin' him cry
but thinkin i deserved every tear out my eye
and my boyz knowin' i'm innocent, wouldn't stick up for me
instead fucked around with my girl, damn i thought we was homies?
but i think i've finally had enough, had it up to
here with people's bullshit, to the hypocrits, fuck u
the ones that knew what i did and didn't do, the ones who did it themselves
there's a time when a real man has to look at himself
and realize that america eats it's babies, that's just my luck
now they know why i live a THUG LIFE and don't give a fuck

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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Tuesday 2:52, 8-16-05

My Dream:
i am fighting him.
there's a large crowd watching and i'm wandering who invited them
his name is in red and i won
the crowd jumps in after me, but i start to run
and got away, fastforward to the next day
he looks at me and i hear the demon say
something but i can't quite make out what it is
his name no longer appears in red it's metallic
and he shows himself in a suit of armor
i don't care what he does to me as long as he doesn't harm her
*yawn*
tired, wakin' up in a cold sweat
still scared like i'm afraid i ain't woke up yet
i can't remember who the woman was or the demon
but i guess i'd probably know em if i seen em

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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Thursday 4:35, 8-18-05

i had the dream again:
woke up feelin oddly calm
no racing heart beat or sweaty palms
was feelin good for no reason hopped up and hit the shower
looked at my clock blinkin 12, we must've lost power
no sweat, no where to go, we still on summer break
my stepmom yellin already for goodness sake
wanted to let her know how i feel but wasn' feelin it
went to my dude's house cuz i suspected he was stealin shit
and he was, i found 4 cd's
he swears were his but belonged to me
w/e, i just and logged on to that rapverse
my only escape, oh well, anything that works

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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Sunday 2:20, 8-21-05

self-explanation: my inspiration
cry of one of the last guy's reppin this troubled nation
"chip is like, love from the dime that's fine as DAMMMMMMMMMN,
work on the streets gettin weed for my fams
i'm like heroin, once u get it u realize that u need it
that's why anyone fuckin wit me or TT is defeated
i'm like, hell on earth, cursed since birth
to be the hottest of the hot, demon seed, i put in work
more than any of these average cats perfectin my craft
i been on this track a nigga light-year and a half, u do the math
my poetry's deep, i'll never fall
to a creep on a beat, i'm here to murder all y'all
that think u the champ and alwayz be tyrin me
witout doin your homework, just check out my diary
the fiery, emotional type to type his type
and tell em to get the gunz, we goin ridin tonight
i'm like, me rantin and ravin, misbehavin,
like teen girls sneakin to the party at the Days Inn
i'm like amazin, or synonym wit the same definition
look at work from me and the best neva sick of the repetition
i'm like me, the hottest of the hot workin MC's
and extra cold, your Rapperz feel a draft, be certain it's me"

after a little free'n, i've to a conclusion: i'm cocky as fuck! oh well, at least i can back it up.

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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yea mayne u got an interesting diary also but i agree wit ya u need 2 increase ur vocab in ur drops so people like myself read it can c tha imagery & creativity in it fa sho but overall u got talent & alot of potential ight keep writing

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