West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: K.Dub on September 23, 2007, 12:04:37 PM
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Behind closed doors, there's where it's all going down
It's real it's true, I know I speak about my hometown
It's a shitty lil' place with so many phony faces
Pick up your pace, can't you see the many cases
Got so lil' time, so many things to say
Got so many rhymes, so many dues to pay
I wonder if anybody cared if I die
Would they walk by or be surprised and ask why
Forgive my sins, but what if I was destined to lose
All I want is to win, but I can't choose -
this life that I live, my mind is confused
I can't breathe, like a bomb that needs to be defused -
I'm about to explode, I can't take this shit to mo'
I wanna scream loud, I feel so much anger
But I can't, I'm suffocated I'm strangled -
by all these hypocrites, tryna have a piece of me
Damn all I need is some kinda peace to breathe
This one, my verse goes out to our lost Mika
I think about you everyday, where shall I look for the answers I seek
My thoughts goes out to your mama, your sister -
and everybody else who cared about you
We still do, but we got our souls twisted
You were only 21, God damn you were too young
But I guess you're home, back where you belong
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This is some good shit. Another face!!! Holla. 8)
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^thanks man..
Can't prop u now, U'll get it soon enough no homo :P
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that was well-written man
great job!