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09-11-05, 09:48 PM
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Free Topical Cat!!!
IP: 3240 794D
My Work...From Newest to Oldest...
I See Myself... As a sole proprietor in the hip hop game of fame trying to maintain a balance, to stay away from shame but it depends... ...on how we play the game, and the taken course cuz the outcome can be dissasterous, or better than worse then it depends if you were blessed, or put upon a hex to sell the best, and have bangers your fans to flex considering your codes and morals, your hopes of tomarrow cuts in half as paperatzzi snaps flicks with captions that follows even the best have been victims of irascible defimation with built up fustration... trying to stay in the lime light before considering evacuation looking back at all you loved is lost and never to return only to burn the text page and save the best in an urn __________________ There is no words to describe how I feel inside, but being alive Is the next best thing, but it was almost taken when I tried suicide My truth was blind, its finally revealed, I feel like a giant wit pride But it kills inside, when I lose a loved one, but guess it was their time It keeps livid, not alone vivid, but heart goes elsewhere and plummets It was the fear that done it, and through the anger, the devil I summoned He said he could make things all better, put money in my pockets Devils’ got my attention, plugging information in me like I’m a socket Now I got this, heading down the wrong path, everything to gain Suffering through unbearable pain, killing tactics forming isn’t sane But its part of the game, the criminals in hip hop changes 4ever Once I received my first felony, I was a number for their pleasure The government chewed my life, and spit the rest in a cell block Yelling time for change, when they strap u, and put ya brain on shock It was nothing, released later on in life, but my dream was severed 2 many knuckle heads, two relieve my stress, smoke a blunt to feel better __________________ It all started on a Friday night, pops drunk up in the club Not a care in the world, looking for a young lady to hit up While exiting a sweet voice is heard, spitting profanity Surprisingly caught his attention, and knew its his wife to be They hit it off on a glamorous night, they loved each other But everything after that a child shouldn’t have to remember My mind was forming, living off energy my moms feeding me Sniffed a little, and my life was fading, bleeding internally The tragic moment of saving a child almost turned to a murder Angry at the fact, but he wasn’t really trying to hurt her Almost a victim of miscarriage, but survived through a c-section But being here today, I’m thankful for receiving gods blessing That incident put fear in her heart, so bad she left me after birth Couldn’t believe it, tears started to form, but didn’t show it hurt Father labeled her as a slut, only worth a nut, worse then a hoe Not to mention my older brother locked up, and 7 of them I don’t know Birthdays past, no calls from pops, buts it’s understandable Suicides not the answer, but I’ve seen myself in my grave hole __________________ As I open my eyes, pitch blackness and fear in my heart The trial went bad the killers at large, and death soon 2 start Why me? The question in my conscience, I seemed innocent Now they want to strap me down like Jordan 8’s to end it Sending watts through my cerebral, to burn and murder my thoughts I pleaded innocents, but for sure im the killer the caught My last walk, wont be with allah, but a red demon The mates at home in tears, demanding my semon But its over, for me it is and this is my letter To those I’ve done wrong and ones I helped better Out in the public domain, citizens look at me in ridicule Shit makes me irascible, now I want to get rid of you The torcher’s to much, I might give up trying euthanasia My cell mates wont help, even after I offer if I paid ya Whats wrong with ones life, 1 mistake and it all can end And it all began, when he first saw the pen Blood stained the paper, the message was pretty clear Gods been speaking, but most arent able to hear A normal man feared by the government, but why is that All the pushing they did, and to get pushed back I’ve snapped, veins showing eyes filled with anger The next guard to show up, gets hung like hangar For everyone to see, free admission to the matix theatre Guts and heart exposed, he really had some sick features But this cant be true, even to think, I wouldn’t dare But only hope is that this is a horrendous nightmare From all the tragic thoughts, I wish it would end The laws glass, easy to break but impossible to bend Words of Wizdom, MatiX said it first Guess that’s why in 6 hours, ill be sleeping in my hearst
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09-11-05, 09:59 PM
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~Real Rookie Of The Year~
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IP: 3240 794D
Thats was nice if you active holla at Trigga Town Inc. I'm the leader and you'd be down fo sho
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09-11-05, 10:25 PM
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IP: 8A05 210E
forget Trigga Town Inc come & join Chryme Sincidate we're more active & alwayz lookin 4 dope heads ...so checc us out
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me |
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09-11-05, 10:26 PM
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~Real Rookie Of The Year~
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IP: 3240 794D
*sorri signed to Trigga Town*
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