wasup rb wrote this shit from my head cuz i thought bout it n put myself in that position to wrtie bout it so i hope yall like the read n help me elevate wit feedback............



(walkin down the ghetto )


walkin down the streets, had a tight ass day
Got all my shit togetha, threw my problems away
Tho i feel fucked up, its all good cuz
feel like i got jumped or gotta crude buz
Bout home till dis hoe look at me n run like if she saw a ghost
Damn, well i gotta get home cuz i got guests n im the host
Finally home...step inside n see evy1 wit a horrified n heartbroken look
y they all got black on........................is dis hoaxin on crooks
Then they all see me n look at me like if im a crackhead
They all scream like hell n cry louder than the car sirens on de feds
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..........GHOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .......Ghost??wut de fuck
...
Run around the crib then i shocked to a stop
I see ME in a casket lyin lifeless..then i drop
Wut DE FUCK is goin on...................am i dreamin
How de fuck did i end up in a casket,Wake me up if im sleepin
How de fuck did i die sumone give me sum answers
I see a tape marked"death o mike"..was it my time or cancer
Fuck it,pop the tape in n see my death,shot 5 times no more no less
2 in de arm....2 in de chest............then the last 1 slugged me headless
(drop back n cry )
Naw u gotta be fuckin me
please dont tell me its de end o me
(Thinkin in fear )
Well i gotta accept this blaspheme where i once existed has ceased
So i ask my luved 1s for 2 things,help out my family n let me REST IN PEACE

Feedback is appreciated
this is jus a lil sumtin of a point of view from a home boy dat got murdered n didnt noe he was a ghost....till he found himself.

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