Sumthin' like this....

[Hatesrats™]

The DrUnk gemini
stay high and fly trife till the day I die
remember my reply
a thuglife born into
exit a fucked momento
since the bellbottoms thru the zipper parachutes
been a menace
805 represetin'
locked away for to long...
loose on the prowl in 2001
changed my outcome
with the caged sight.....
anything within' my grip get's ripped twice
the spoon shanks...toothbrush knife
This life we need to learn to fight
A quick way to go blind....(get-away)
stashin' the tool for bashin' and clashin'
the slashin' throats and dumpin'
of warm's and colds off the boats
Awakin' to the sounds of ghosts'
voices who as kids "told us so"
Broke pockets and dreams
that's my Gemini scene
will die a premedatated sceme
born to die....and just filled in the inbetween....

(Yo...it's been a while....been layin' in the cut enjoying the Keystyle battles...Tight flows yall'....there is no winners and loser's just hot Ish....big up to the soldier's at war)

peace Hatesrats....2001
AkA: Tha DrUnK Gem-In-I

[SKiLLaZTiC]

Good sit ma nig

CSN!!
Holla

[Hatesrats™]

Sumthin like this
a quick full belly 8-ball piss
with a twist
ended in a battle of fist
with a 40/40 swish
the darkside of the eclipse
can't see me...you'll go blind
keep tryin'
a star will continue shinin'
the night & day persona
Tha DrUnK Gem-In-I
stay high
collide with parked rides
walking with a limp stride
stashed S"pot" outside
till' we dive
you know a block kid can't swim
drowned in the game I was born in
since I had a tail
runnin' a race
The first fight I ever won
conceive my outcome
I could have ened up a staind sheet
instead of the bleed...
7 months later it was ....seen
premature and hungry
Hatesrats...bust out of  the gut
with a middle finger screaming the time is almost up.

[Hatesrats™]

Another puff of smoke
with a thought provoke to choke
pay attention....here take a toak
down to the lungs
inhale some drums (heartbeat maker)
the green automatic...Still-habbit?
plastic bag....dime ($10 sack)  
mine with some grass and a cheap wine
hooked with a weak line
intertwined (Threesome)
twisted between
my alchoholic dream or my need for visine
to clear my bloodshot
just liquid bullets and glass glocks
and my privates stashed in her what not...with the wet spot.....lol

I'm feelin' the High yall'

Hatesrats...AkA :Tha DrUnK Gem-In-I

peace.....1

(Pussy-Alchohol-Weed)= the life for me