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An-Tony-O Montana:

--- Quote from: .:TimeLock:. on January 14, 2003, 02:05:12 AM ---man that was real moving and deep homie good to have u back

keep writing stuff like that ;)

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yeah that chit is deep... they tried to hate on me but i liked it//
u know how we do this shit two-face style, where mics git split//
good vs. evil in a new race 2 exist//
among the elite forces we're dismissed throu divorces//
where everday is like another stage or course 2 live//
this life is hell, to die is the only way 2 open heaven's gate//
and so many step inside but never make it passed there wake//
as theres soul's git stolen, dismissed or misplaced, left for the devil 2 take//
for heaven's sake, so now they all rock sixes, matter of fact make that 3//
in the casket, in the cemetary they drop pictures of me//
flyin' free... another lost one searchin' for a place 2 fit in//
n it gits me angry n agitated @ timez so i fill the need 2 cave ya shit in//
wit a brick in dim, light...
and they say that my futures grim, and i hate to admit it but there right...
so i take flight, like air jordan, i was an unfare, unwanted abortion//
and yet somehow i survived the extortion of original sin//
but i was baptised in the blood of a victim and cursed within' my system//
i was jerked around like a dick, starin' throu hurtin', unworkin' vision//
and yet i still managed to regain my strength throu verbal rehabiliation//
when before it was meditation n focused consentration throu herbal medication//
that had my heart racin', like i was strivin' for first place in//
this race against sin n the clock...
so i won't quit and ain't givin' up til my heart comes 2 a stop//
like a red light @ an intersection//
i flip my visor down and view my complection throu my reflection//
but it l@@ks like that pile of shit that i stepped in//
and so i wonder, could it be all the drugs that affected me like this//
or all the pain that i been throu, swingin' relentless but still worried i might miss//
holdin' a blunt, already twisted strugglin' 2 light this, and still livin' it like life ain't shit//
til i'm dismissed, deceased without a last wish or a final thought like springer//
my carcas will linger n decay like a amputated finger, as i lay//
in my box until the end of time like pac after my heats stops...
yea... after my muthafuckin' heart stops...

we drop verbal science, wit a squad to bomb on ya whole aliance -Lil' Fame (M.O.P) <- juss popped in my head for some reason so i wrote it down... no biting just quotin'...

~1~

Rippa:
^^^^ dont get why he did that but wat eva.... lol

Ayo DS hot shyt cuz keep spittin. one hunnd

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