West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: jainny on July 02, 2001, 07:35:28 AM
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I HAVE TO FIND AWAY OF THIS MESS/
I THINK I HAVE GONE INSANE/
WITH ALL THIS PAIN THAT'S KILLING ME INSIDE
EVERY MINUTE I HAVE GOT TO DEAL WITH IT/
IT IS ALL IN MY HEAD/
STRESS IS ONE OF THE CASE THAT I HAVE TO BLAME /
HOW TO SEE PEOPLE KILLING EACH OTHER FOR SOME DOPE OR A PIECE OF LAND/
LIKE THEY WASH THEY OWNS HANDS/
ONE OF THE CASE WHO MAKE ME ALL SICK/
IS TO SEE LITTLE CHILDEREN ABOUT 8 GETTING RAPED ON THE CORNER OF THE STREET /
THAT KIND OF PEOPLE IS THE KIND OF PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME SICK/
THEY HAVE NO HEART, NO SOUL, NO BRAIN IN THERE HEAD/
THEY CAN SEE THE ROAD A HEAD/
BUT ALL THEY SEE IS RED/
ONE MINUTE LATER THE CHILDREN TURN UP DEAD/
THEIR HEARTS STOP BEATING IT 'S ICE COLD/
THAT IS THE TRUTH TO BE TOLD HOW YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN AN UNFOLD WORLD/
THAT IS THE KIND OF BLACK SIZES YOU HAVE TO KILL ONE BY ONE /
HATE IS THE CONSUMING MY MIND HOMICIDIAL THOUGTS/
ALL THE TIME WHEN I SEE ALL THIS CRIME/
OR FIND A NOTHER DAY A WAKEN TO A BRIGHTER DAY IN THIS GETTO LIFE/ YEH
PEACE !
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damn...why you writing rhymes like that???
u making me sad :'(
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love ya girl :-*