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Old 05-07-07, 05:11 PM   #11
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i feel like im the best there no contest and im a keep going till the death
i wear no vest go out to war stress in hopes god can put me back with my man that rest (R.I.P)
alot dude wanna test but they never have the answer i feel like cancer
now a days i party with guns while i look at hoes who wanna be booty dancer
i take my chances when i sip glasses that hold liquer im old fashion
always ready for the dimes that want quick mashing without the passion
i give complet satitfaction when i brake the oz down to fraction
i gotta keep going and never slow down, i always keep the silencer with no sound
i hold no bound never smile but hold frowns cuz im tierd of dealing with these clowns
all they want is your hard work and money playing me like a dummy
your real crummy for trying to take what i earn from me
thats why i have no heart to those who i feel wasnt around from the start
you can take my man away but never take our freinds and memories apart
thats why i try to stay sharp carry guns and always ready to spark
stay awar from the snitches who talk to norc and just drink bacardi dark
and play ball and be happy im still alive and try to keep hes name alive
i will servive no matter how hard is the strive cuz one day me and death will collide
never be attemptd sueacid i hold to much pride and got a kid to live for
always wanted to make it a rap but now i got more to live for
usta use hoes for cash and ass guraduate on her face then pass it on to the rest of the class
we a group sorda like a trop who we love to shot for what we believe in finally at last
we do what we wanna, think about where we came from and who we lost but we know they really aint no goner
i make these song up for peep to understand who i am and not trying to be
thats why till the death i remember my best friend and cry while i scream hes name I LOVE YOU TEE...
NO FUCKING HOMO.....

R.I.P to my man who passed away due to the crime in NYC BRONX JAROME AVE TRACY TOWERS MOSHUKU PARK WAY 4 TRAIN D TRAIN, BX 1 BX 2 BX 10 BX 28 BUSES....

IM A KEEP SIPING THIS LIQUER FOR YOU MY NIGGA!!!
IM AKEEP REPING YA NAME FOR YOU MY NIGGA!!!!
IM A KEEP LOVING WHAT YOU DID FOR ME WHEN YOU HAD MY BACK WHEN I GOT STAB AND OTHER SO CALLED FRIEND RAN LIKE PUSSY I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU MY NIGGA MY BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER MY ROLE MODLE MY FAMILY......

T.T.M MISS YOU AND ALWAYS THINK ABOUT YOU...
JURRASIC PARK ENTERTAINMENT GONNA BLOW UP JUST FOR YOU...
WE STILL BLASTIN THOSE MIX TAPE WE MADE BACK IN THE DAYS MY NIGGA WE'LL NEVER LIVE YOU DOWN...

I HOPE YOU PROUD OF US MY NIGG..
I KNOW YOU LOOKING DOWN AT ME I FEEL YOU, I SENSE YOU AROUND....
TILL WE MEET UP AGAIN 1DAY MY NIG.....

T.T.M, DX SUCK IT, JURRASIC PARK ENTERTAINMENT WE HERE.....
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