feedbak plz


corus: i get kikt out on th estreet always cold no heat (repeat x4)

v1: i hav to compeat for sum sheets to sleep in, repeatedly chased by the police get takin to the cheifs, all bcos thy caught me wiv sum reef, ths aint fair accusin me wen i werent thre fukin tryin to get on plains n gettin striped bair.... of ma clothes all b cos i used to pimp hoes.. hel yeh i stepped on a few toes made a few foes ... buth shit happens tht how it goes..

corus

v2) im rite thr in a nite mare i share dreams gone rong wiv out a dime im out a time all i can do is fite n ryme makin deals wit foneys n slime ths ryme is all bout how i get thru life runnin round wit bitches combat nives, live by the guna dye bye the side of ma son tellin im to run. go look afta ma nu born baby little hun.. while i say to maself ths all bout wealth ths a all out gang war ths aint stealth u jus gotta keep ya health high thn ya wont die try keep ur blood stains dry n t a minimum mmm baby u lips taste like cinemun it feels like the wurlds on ma shoulders ppl gettin older n becomin bigger n bolder im a leave u stay tru wen i c u.. bgups tothe g thang cru watup boo... music fades