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I grew up selling crack to fiends
Rocking black hoodys and black jeans
My back pockets carried stacks of green
Back when I'd carpet tack Christine
Used to keep like 30 sacks in canteens
I remember the exact routines...
The days I had to jack the machine
Growing up, a railroad track teen
Til one day somebody whacked my spleen
A cop named Zach McLean
Pushed me up against the racks, I leaned
Hands behind my back as I act obscene
Then the hard road 30 sacks at Fifteen....
N/T.... War With God
mine.
its a clash of the titans, stab right in the vitals
goin to a battle with gods is too suicidal,
i got a piece of the big man inside my head,
my brain functions then i think whos alive and dead
and whats worth fightin for? in life times are bright of cousre,
im not against war when fighting for a right of sorts,
its my subordinate clause...to unsubordinate laws
we only need 10...commandments of god..
and all who oppose the one chosen to speak of his word
get beat and observed by perverse gods in the third world war
when it happens it will...when disasters that kill its so nasty but still
and act of him...
we at war with a god we at war with ourself
cus cracks god and its bad for the health... word..
n/t = america
The land of the free and the home of brave
where the hand of the man still treat us like slaves
while this is best country for me to raise my seeds
if i knew of abetter place then i wouldnt hesitate to flee
cause this is a nation built by poor and enjoyed the rich
where most citizens dont have the basic health benefits
we are considered wealthy by other countries standards
this epidemic of homelessness and poverty is spreadin like cancer
im less than a paycheck from bein homeless today
and tomorrow and lookin better for me
so instead of doin nothin in this land of opportunity
i supplement my check by workin the streets
it aint nothin you can tell me to say im doin wrong
cuz at the end of the day i gotta eat
n/t - stereotypes
a nations conceptions, bloody nasal congestion,
prejudice people against native discretion,
made up a lesson to preach hate,
and each new day is more racist to each new face,
so if a jew is cheap, and a jap is kamakazi then
rockstars eat dove heads- call me ozzy,
call me crazy..but streotypically
any rat with big nose is gonna snitch on me,
and what about the parents? if they inflict disease,
everybody judges some one stereotypically,
i put a hunned that its on again,
united states bombin CAN, fuck Iran threat...ima terrorist.
and if you seen me you may think im good,
skin deep appearances,
move more rock than a clearance pit.....
cus if an indian giver'll wanna take back,
spanish inquisition'll rape facts- create flack...
like a crack heads tooth decay creates plaque,
rock stars will always degrade rap- place traps,
it aint a safe map n eating from a place mat
is upper class.... i eat fast and clean plates fast,
cus if a snob is a blonde, and book worm is brunette,
a read head will always put you in debt,
gotta watch for the crooks and the feds,
cus they one in the same, runnin the gang
thats bookin ya death..
n/t is struggling in life.
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I wake up every morning and i wish i could die. every day n night the world sucks so i cry. being judged for what i look like, given me a hard time. weak and alone so i write this rhyme. pain in my head running of thoughts just a loud chime. i sturggle to hang on but help never comes. spiten on n trampled upon hearing words im nothing but scum. so i sit in my room waiting for day holden the glock of my own demise. noon strikes and walk out the door. shots are fired and 5 hit the floor. people running in fear now look whos the one thats the judge. i aim again and they stop dead in there tracks i yell out loud i was holding my grudge. shot him in the head and this is for real. i lift up my gun with one last bullet. up to my head i leave this world behind pulling the trigger releasing my from this worlds net. going to hell to become the devils pet!
n/t is i love you