Author Topic: Better places than this... - Indecisive (Read 168 times)

Inspectah · « **on:** May 27, 2003, 04:15:59 PM »

Such a place to live in, a desolate area with one potential threat/ Its all about winning, the stare when peeps glare at ya but my credentials, make me not sweat/ I got street cred and i aint done shit/ I gots enemies, who i aint fought wit/ An example of these, are haters, backstabbers, who's own wrists they slit/ Cant they cope with life, so they resort to self harm/ I dont feel nothing for those who attention seek, no tension im just calm/ No reason to feel death near, without a blade of sharpness in my palm/ The last straw means the ending of life/ Fuck. i couldnt come to the thought of suicide, even with a blunt knife/ Im a chicken when it comes to that/ But im not a chicken, wen people shit stir and the plot thickens, i'll fight back/ No matter whats on they plate/ They give me pure hate, for no reason, in god they better be believing, as i can also change they fate.../

Once an area i percepted as normal/ people got a long, but i adn't of seen'em'all/ Rumours spread like a plague of locus, unbelievable/ Then trying to retrieve the friendships i lost, but they're un-retrievable/ I'd let the rumours, threats, and comments settle in the air/ Then when i retaliate with something negative, and worse, that aint fair/ Who said life was fair?/ who said ima give in easily, i'll go right ahead and stare/ Some people in this place, some problem with my face? think i care?/ For the amount of times i've called they're bluffs, im awaiting to be proven wrong, i dare/ People gots so much to say, that i'll say something/ I dont value opinions that change over days, your all amounting to nothing/ Being un-socialble thats one thing, but claiming you wont budge from this place, why you running?/

I'll confront the labelled "careless" people, and play on they words/ Then the claim i twist what they're saying, like what im hearing, i aint already heard/ People use the same excuses i just get tired of listening/ This areas full of things todo besides linger, why the same places you always visiting/ What you want us to say something, give you ammo to use/ I dont have to get along with people in this area, i aint bothered, you choose/ I gots nothing to lose, besides some ol'faces/ Think ima running away coz im moving, shit i wouldnt run if i had no shoe laces/ I've split crookhorn into two crews/ Your group shit stirs/ On our ol'poo/ What do i mean by that? old habbits die hard/ We end something, which you go back to and use against us. coz you think standing up to me makes you hard?/ Dont be pathetic your all immature in terms of bitches/ If i confronted you groupies in a bad mood, you'd be having stitches/ I've taken so much crap from you lot, im glad we've parted/ ..but just give me something else to spit back at you, the war woulda just started.../

Crookhorn - Waterlooville - Havant - London - United Kingdom --- Dont live there! Fucking fulla two faced, bitches, twats, who get jealous hate, un caring, violent and dont give a fuck about what they say nor do!

Ima rebel against them like before!