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My Sins My Sins Ft Ysdat, Sin'cere, L*F*S The Great, -Cezar-, Paranoid
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I tried to stop, but i couldnt....I always did wrong I would ride with my people & be out all night long Walkin with a limp my gun in my pants,riding deep Having enemy's left and right,gettin hard to sleep Have one eye open at all time,..just to feel aware Have Fun making your enemy's fear..& walk on air Smoking Blunts..and Selling Tree's,...Its what i do Having Shells stick to people heads like crazy glue Making People swim with the fishes,Cus of a color People falling,& watch there life span grow smaller I cant change what ive done,Its my sins,...my life Cus only time,ill settle down,is when i have my wife Paranoid Livin with stressin, a blessin to be honored by fate At least I had chances, frustrated when I’d try hate Proceedin with caution, protected my feedin passion My sentence left empty, petrified by bleedin fashion Donated with intoxicated organs of human particles Pronounced a problem, profound from news articles Give me just one moment, or seconds to taste a flavor Predictin shame, & conflictin fame, too waste a favor My sins captured, dissolved by all the abusive people And I’m defined wrong, so I’m known horribly lethal Tragically thrown, magically blown over the facts So they understand my sin, and complete my tasks -Cezar- I was born to a Life of Crime,Speakin through my ryhmes Dad gone at the wrong time,So I settled for nicks N dimes Moms cared but wasnt around,My life like a lost and found Crazy as it sound,My whole life was mainly shifting down At school causin problems,Made my moms life a living hell Cant seem to solve them,Rap was onlything keepin me from jail Denial it seemed I act,I have love for my fam and that was fact Seemed like I kept leaving the station but forgetting my tracks I swear if I could take everything back,This wouldnt be me Wish my Sins would get lost in its tracks,So my mom could see.... LFS The Great Living a life of sin, not because of my action but metaphorically, Simply tryna be me but riduculed by unwritten rules given to me, Pondering why it is that I can't puff and pass when it's my turn, Laundering? No I'm just tryna walk out my crib and be able to return, Simple times don't come to easy so I take nothing for granted, Proud to be me cuz my outlook on life just happens to be slanted, Living the life of the middle class when clearly that ain't the case, Speaking to me ain't like Tyrone, known only to be black in the face, The witest black guy you know, Oreo seems to be my denomination, Is it my fault that I say Fuck the NBA, it's the X-Games I'm chasin, Sorry though cuz busting gats, and chillin n the corner, it's my passion, Easily I'd rather meet my soulmate instead of out constantly smashin, Watchin my back for temptation, stumbling around for escape from my hell, Taking the hard road cuz the easy answer is giving in and re-combining with cells, I guess you could say that my sin to the world is not fittin the description, Breaking outta the system, hoping to prove that stereotypes on me are fiction... Sin'cere As I remember what I saw when I was sitting in those steps I recaptured the visions in my mind as I shivered on that death Didn’t kno what to do bloody tears came down my cheeks as his Did too........... didn’t have a clue but I wish I knew who did this So I shivered there….clueless on what to do in my rocking chair Cant sleep, or dream the nightmares take over me like an exorcist scare The sleepless nights kills me inside it just keeps going on and on and builds So scared on what to say or what I should do, scratches on my neck like gills And the fact just attacked me in my face and hands that I killed my brother In revenge that I killed myself when he also just did the same to my mother Ysdat From the womb to the tomb,My crimes moon is in bloom Thru the misfit to the wrist's slit,Im'a murderous kids hit like the crack pipe to the wack nights,I failed to act right when the time came I played mind games,failed to find aims In the lifes race,hesitated in night rapes,I silenced guys hates while the finest eyes drapped on your heinest highest place watch the guy who minds fate try control his eye rate Lifes the finest timed place while my crime is high laced If the tomb is my place then evils death is my trace leave the breath as my face and then confess in guys space link the rest to times date of the agressive crimes placed http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=198517
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