"I just.. nah I gotta figure this out real quick- okay?...
nah nahhh dont be worryin about it i promise imma make this all okay... okay?...
I will be.
Okay-okay bye..."
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Ima- lone rider
My work it inspires
Cuz im causin fires
While yall all just liars
Im sellin you buyers
Them guns aint for hire
My problems they dire
Dark holes, down I spiral
Lustin after survival
With Numbers you dial
Not tryna get viral
Just tryna be truthful
My words are not useful
And my head is a circus
Im lost with no purpose
Im stuck- under the surface
And im feelin so empty
These bitches
They play me
Cuz i must look crazy
Not sure what they sayin
They tell me, be prayin
Dont care im not playin
Fuck you, you is hatin
Fuck you, if you takin
Dont care cuz im blatant
Dont care if i make it
you care if you make it?
I know that you hate it.
But thats what im sayin
I feel like im satan
Forgotten, abanonned
They already planned it
They was plotten on me
Wasnt out on no streets
I aint fuck with that beef
But this personal, see?
Understand now?
They was plotten on me
Since at least 15
Now im exposed
on the scene
Strizzy straps
and they mean
Straight exposure
Beauty in closure
Come a bit closer...
I know that its my fault
But the feelings
were so raw
I know it felt so right
But it was so damn wrong
Already had it all
And lost it all
And i did the crawl
And i seen some brawls
Yeah ive seen the beef
It was Real up close
Zae was in my crib
Accused of takin dope
We watchin the cops
As he hid in my home
And them guns at my dome
150 on the freeway
Remember them old days
We trippin and shit
Takin trips for the cid
Rocking out with big trip
It was pourin down rain
Im An atheist prayin??
But godamn we made it
Dont know was it worth it
Did we find our purpose??
Or was it all worthless???
Mannnnnn.
Dont know any more
I,Dont want any whore
Did we find our brains?
Or did they find us?
And now am i insane?
Got me feelin this rush
Where do you feel the pain?
Got me feelin this love
But maybe its lust
I Dont know what i trust
Cuz im not talking avergae
Cant relate to no savage
But I never seen lavish
Now isnt that tradgic
they fillin up bags
i tell them to trash it
representaion of weath
And i tell them to smash it.
Straight exposure
Beauty in closure
Come a bit closer...
A bit closer
I know that its my fault
But the feelings were so raw
I know it felt so right
But it was so damn wrong...
"Yeah... yeah imma be back around in like five, ten...."
YOU ARE READING
letters assembled.
RandomLife is a journey, One filled with more questions than answers. So whats a meaningless creature like ourself have to gain from it? *This is A story smd.
