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Through A Teens Eyes
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Man, i just spit this a while ago. Tell me what you think.
Im gettin restless thinkin bout the times We used to play, get dirty, never lust over dymes My rhymes tell my mood, my present and my history Every line has a meaning and every meaning is a mystery Licorish we used to chew, get our teeth rotten at the church Now more is rotten, aside from what got rotten first I remember when the shortys started lookin delicious I turned around when she walked by, I knew she wanted to hit this We shared the same thought, eyes glowed, she couldn't miss it Pops caught a glimpse at my sight, his rules got more vicious This was after him and the mistress made up their love As a pre-teen, my life resembled a hot mug Burnin up, I soon realized my homies get high Started drinkin 40 ounces, their advices I couldn't rely Life is like a game of Follow the Leader Innocent girls see the hoes, then they repeat her 2 seater, open condoms, the pimp got her trustin She think they goin marry, but his act was out of lust and He got busted, never new the chick was a teen Thirteen, worst thing is that her body is unclean Sex altered her life, Now she barin a kid Her man takin tests tryin to prove the kid aint his Who's to blame, the slick talker or da hoes Or is it God's plan, do we decide the actions we chose Rate, Don't Hate |
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