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Gettin on tha last bus from tha studio..trippin on tha crazy nicca shootin at me eariler...i'm high and drunk....walk on tha bus hit up tha seat in tha back...only one on tha joint
Fall Off into a conscience sleep
beyound beneath,between tha universe
where tha sun and moon meet
Damn kinda crazy,i think as my thoughts are amuck
mad as fuck,plus high enuff to sit on tha clounds and puff
dunk,madd woosey,make my way to tha back seat on tha bus
sit back wit mixed facts,on todays in-fractions
ventin sentences in fragments,
all of tha sudden,wheel screechin,full force
WE CRASHIN
Bright lights*BLINKS*
Revealin just robe and feet
be4 he could speak i beat em
IS this suppose to be?
Obviously u dont know me,Neva question ya fate
With tha words said,i was sure i had reached tha day
SHOW UR FACE,so i can see tha eyes of love and hate
tha same ones i stared into,when shell took my Nicca away
My path wasnt smooth nor str8
and u end me in a crash,blasted and faded
I Tried,showin u signs,u was lead a stray
Wat?So many times i would begg and pray
and when i called u were far from concerned
down my knees so much,i got carpet burns
u let THEM take turns,in molden me
i neva grew up to wat i was spose to be
turn violent in tha cold hearted streets
I was weak...
mind breached levels where i would be cryin 4 weeks
so young and innocent,until pressure reavled it tru essance
So Many Questions,fuled wit agression if i answered would it help Now?
How?could u watch
as i was beat by a crowd,4 my money and watch
tha fury in heart had my vision blury when dark
my name was in obiturarys to often
life.....tha ol bitch a worry u often
where was u when i was cryin and coughin
ova my brothaz coffin,plus my homies mothaz
I lost faith 4 shit,pumpin thoughts like a atheist
i would awake from late nights,next day drift to same b.s
Be patient,he got LIFE learn to be like ya Poppa
My Father?...y bother left 2 sons and 3 daughters
my momma kept me in orda
in orda to feed us she slept wit tha deadliest creatchaz'
be4 she birthed me,hate was traced to tha fetus
God,Damn
NEVER SPEAK MY NAME IN VAIN!!
looked where u aimed tha pain,directly at me
in the projects slangin cane,hopein tha homes accept me
kept me from respecting myself....
i needed u when tha fire inside had me walkin wide eyed but blind
changein stages thru time work then crime
Wat u seek u shall find
Right,but wat about tha lonely nights
when it was just me and i was 15,few pounds of weed
stack of cheese,still a freshmen in high school
got popped like pops
Well lifes a cycle
yea i noticed i'm tryna get focuesd
i rhyme cause i luv it,neva 4 just dough...yea
the truth is,for the stars i'm shootin
but i'm scared ta get famous,look at all tha stars tha shootin
Son know this,i love u no matter ya choices
my voice is,purity,dont fear me,get near me
its nothin like my experience,clens ya-
heart,and ya mind a new start
I accept tha mission,loyalty and respect is given
no longer a suspect or a subject in prison
good intentions,not to mention imma ease the tension
learn to teach and give vision,not a sneak
speak peace help get ova the grief
4 tha blue collar and tha 1s in tha streets...
no beef i keep ur word in heat
it knowledge i drop
HEY THIS THA LAST STOP(bus driva)
I get up slowly and walk off tha bus...in a hood i aint neva been in....
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09-24-2003, 12:07 AM
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