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The Golden Chyld
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~BirtH of a TyranT~ (MeNTiLL & Evolve Collab)
IP:
RICH N.I:
five, twenty-nine, seventy-eight is the greatest day on earth// increased the worlds worth, the date of my birth// the delivery was a breeze, so nice i squeesed through causing no hurt// no harm to my mom as im placed in her arms// i see the tears in her eyes as im embraced by her palms// meanwhile im calm, and quiet, no one knew that i would soon storm like a monsoon and be so violent// but for the moment im silent, im consumed by the love in her face, skin so vibrant// as im moved to the room where the infants are admired, thats when i explode, and introduce the world to a tyrant// everyone excited, trying to ease my feelings as my temper gets fired// that was just a sign of things to come, fast forward as time expires// age 10, no swings with tires, just fist fights and getting beat with wires// belts, and switches... never cried when i got the welts cause i was taught tears are for bitches// not poor, but i would only hear of the riches// a little older, went through years of stiches// was made fun of, i wasnt what i appeared in distance// no one was near to get a clear picture of who Rich is// this was before all the beers and liquor persisted// now much older and my liver quivers with sheer resistance// i got so much to say, it just to bad nobody hears or listens// as a matter of fact, im surprised my body is still intact and havent given myself a heart attack// years of abuse has knocked my screws loose and i think i lost my mind some time back, but who's// countin, excuse me for runnin off at the mouth and... fuck it...thats it...man im out MeNTiLL: November 1985, I came alive, Yea, That was tha birth of MeNTiLL Doctors said my chances of livin' were deprived, Mom's didn't have tha essentials But on tha second day of tha month. I popped out, They got suspenseful My bodily form was stenciled, I became one who'd communicate wit paper and pencils I had tha credentials, Only, I was half black and white, They said that was an insult But shit, My parents caught a fever in tha jungle, ANd it's not MeN's fault But men fall, As many times as I did, Until I took my first step And after that, I kept fallin' into pain, But thru time it hurt less I wasn't perfect, God surrounded me by luv, But it was worthless Did it happen on purpose? I juss wasn't tha same man I showed on tha surface I toyed wit tha serpent, Had my hammock on tha Knowledge tree in tha garden of eden Me and Satan started to exchange blows, I was bobbin' and weavin I was fed up wit leavin', Pretty soon I even started to slip I couldn't get a grip, Lucifer pured sum henny, I was offered a sip Broke tha script, Cuz sumwhere hidden it was written I was 2 be an angel But I must of been thrown of tha balcony of heaven, Wit weights tied to my ankles Star spangled, But not a banner, That was my head when I was dazed I was one of tha strays, I walked off path, And followed my ways I wasn't praised, Satan threw his right hand out to me I wanted to touch it Nobody was my crutches, If I wanted life I had to do it on my own, So I said fucc it |
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