*The End*

ruby rebel jealous of heckled heaven waters the freckles lesson~
lessen the jewels pure like pebbles and rock roads is testin~
My uber-ly jubilee shared by the passion of the moment~
in front of me flashin an omen i produce the omega wit wut i'm holdin~
stone cold and bold distraught is the beast i fought with my teeth~
to keep locked my mind in my mouth im the product of the streets~
return to the story i give u narrative never frail or lies~
i unfold the love from my hand and pray the man give me bail or i'll die~
derailed while i cry the block made me see with violent tinted lenses~
weeping its sensless census dont know those in pain from violence ended endins~
i chuckle as the pain sweeps over, call sorrow a janitor dusting my mind~
in g.o.d. i trust lustin after bustin something and thrusted in wrestling rustling grime~
stopping a heartbeat with a crimson tool of lucifer's bidding im losing my gripping~
choosing hell and abusing the privilege bringing contusions to the living~
nothing but time the story shows my pain and outlook of strife~
omega reviewed if you read between the lines now witness the alpha of life~
*The Beggining*
A baby is born to the sound of rumbling youth innocence embodied~
I young queen young teen she 15 cries while her son bleeds in her body~
Her wise thug nigga skipped town to avoid the glares of the grown~
the female's mental impaled her life impared where is her home?~
baby girl is without a roof her homegirls think she left for her house around 2~
black girl lost, i see u sittin on a nearby porch, i found you~
Eyes of diamond pools cascading over my heart i see you licking your wounds~
U wanted to be i.d-ed by a stick or a tomb never with you bickering is doom~
I love you baby boo im ashamed i left you but your heart is beggining to mend~
now u hang from a 3 dollar belt at your fallen son, the beggining and end~


i dont really know, i just let it pour out, i wanted it to fit into a box but i let my mind wander and came up with something totally different, two (possibly related depending on how u read it) stories, enjoy...1luv.

elevation is key, 1luv.

SAY, MAN IAM REALLY FEELING THAT SHIT. IT ME ACTUALLY THINK ABOUT THINGS GOING ON WITH ME. KEEP SPITTIN KID...THAT WAS NICE...

this had sum sick multis and metties init.Everything just flowed 2getha perfectly:

*A baby is born to the sound of rumbling youth innocence embodied~
I young queen young teen she 15 cries while her son bleeds in her body~
Her wise thug nigga skipped town to avoid the glares of the grown~
the female's mental impaled her life impared where is her home?~*

i dunno y this is slept on,folks needa peep it out.Stay ^

^Thanks for both of the replies, i just want some feedback, thanks once again for your honest replies, 1luv.

Holy shit! I dont know why I didnt see this before, I'm glad I'm seeing it now.. and Uppin it. I hope you get more replies because this piece was beyond ill. The way it flowed, the perfect way the words fit together, the scheme to it all. It was just ill. The topic was great, and everything just.. wow. Beyond words. Fuckin niice!

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^Wow, im glad you found it so entertaining, but your pleasure means alot to me, thank you for the great reply, 1luv.