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< warning read this! no disrespect is ment by none of my comments realize. my wordz won't effect ya'll lives. and no i'm not here looking for no wife. do like meeting people tho.. ladies have respect fa ya self. be somebody an keep ya self in good health. don't rely on a man for your wealth. be responsible for your actions learn ta blame things on ya self. men look up the definition of the word. br>
i still like cold nights/ riding wit da windows half down/ in a whip with limo tint all around/ just seeing the town./ blowing off the stress from the day./ i got bad nerves, so during my trip i pray./ hit the on ramp ta the highway/ many a day i've had ta travel/ accelarating would help ease the stress/ my momma hates that/ i've been in alot of car wrecks/ i thank him that none ended up in death./ i just like those nights tho/ you know/ bending corners thru ya town/ not a cop around/ music open, moon a shining, da wind is nippy/ but not in my mind/ granma watching me/ granny and grandaddy an the father to/ you'd think i had lights that flashed red and blue the way the traffic let's us thru/ just me an her........................... .............. I WISH I COULD GIVE OUT A WHOLE LOT OF POSITIVE THOUGHTS/ BUT DAT POT BOUT EMPTY/ ON THE OTHER HAND/ I COULD USE MY BETTER HAND / AN MAKE YA A LIST LONGER THAN A CARAVAN OF CAMEL MAN/ BUT THEM THOUGHTS IS ALL NEGATIVE, MAN/ I WISH YA'LL COULD UNDERSTAND WHERE I STAND/ BUT I'M JUST ONE BLACK MAN/ OUT OF A HUNDRED BILLON MAN/ SOME MANY WALKS OF LIFE I COULD CHOOSE FROM/ NOT DUMB/ BLIND OR MUTE/ QUIET CUTE/ VERY ASTUTE/ BUT JUST TRYING TA MAKE SOME BETTER CHOICES/ TRYIN NOT TA LISTEN TO THOSE BAD VOICES/ CUZ, THE DUDE WITH THE WINGS DONE TOLD ME BOUT MY CHOICES/ I'M TRYIN TA HIDE THE SWEAT/ MY PAPA SAID DON'T LET'EM SEE IT!/ MY LIFE RIGHT NOW WHO COULD BELIEVE IT/ SO I DON'T TELL IT/ JUST LET YA READ IT/ PAY ATTENTION AN PLEASE BELIEVE IT!/ CHOICES, CHOICES, CHOICES/ call me an ex-street dummy
well i beat the fed bid
but how did i end up wit a kid
matter fact a girl at that
sometimes i wonder if it would've been easier wit da fedz on my back.
sometimes i start to daydream bout that
so i give myself a slap
remember that i gotta snap back
i'm not in the army anymore
thinking of that makes me feel kinda sore
i thought when i got out
i would'nt see da streets no more
but in reality
i'm not rich i'm poor
what you think i came in for?
for colledge money ?
ta go overseas?
or cuz i ain't have nothing left and i wanted to make cheese.
coulda stood on the block wit ease
hell i went to school wit all the g's.
and how my pockets feel right now
a brick is all i need.
the only problem i got wit that is
it's not the right example for my seed.
sucome to greed and get the things we need
or be the father that's not scared to struggle
and can still stand if he falls to his knees
would the judge respcet me
if my face again he see's?
let's pray that it don't come ta that
cuz that ain't really what i need.

holla at da boy
tap my dog dollarbill on my space and read his blog he dropping game
be easy





to much funny %#&@$! done happen

i went from smilimg an laughing

to wondering what happen

skies went from blue to gray

i made this life

so this is the bed i lay

not one hour goes by i don't stop an pray

i'm thankful for my everyday. but,

now a days roses don't smell the same way

i miss that heavenly scent.

ya'll don't know the time i've spent

enjoying this heavenly scent.

i think the mix went?

fresh cut ruby red rose

i'd place it 2 inchs under my nose

thorns already cut off

i always hated those.

but those...

those don't even smell the same no mo.

does the world spin that fast?

are we that bent on getting cash?

till we start wondering.

why should we laugh?

we can't release the past.

which makes it oh so hard

ta get rid of that evil that drives us mad.

then you start wondering,

then you start realizing....

exactly why you sad.

was it not enough time spent went dad

is it the ex-girlfriend that everytime you see

your as glad as can be.

but she'll go right past you

like you, she doesn't even see.

or is it that man

that you thought was husband to be.

holding that type a stuff in

is what got you to wondering

what happen to the t-i-m-e.

this ain't where i thought i'd be.

mind full of confusion

as if to be lost out at sea..

no map or any type of navigation

so i pray to the good lord

cuz only he knows what i'm facing.

an i'm hoping an i'm praying

that my pain he'll just keep taking

along with my wondering and my sleepless nights

thankyou for making me so strong

and giving me the strength

to continue to fight.

God bless everybody and good night.

ya'll ain't gone read it.so i'm gone write$






i stop smiling along time ago.

what foe?

what cha mean what foe!

you ain't looked outside da doe!

there ain't luv, there ain't peace

and i got way to many foes.

i've grown cold.

this don't seem like the world i knew no moe.

what would you do

if one day when you woke-up.

you realize that you've been lost for years.

you don't know your family

and you ain't got no peers.

would you get drunk off your sorrows

and mix it with tears.

would you have to sit in a crazy house

for months or maybe years..

would you wonder where the time went.

an if you could ever get it back.

you start realizing stuff you done

an know you should watch your back.

or would you wish you could go back in time

an change the way act.

or would you just try to go forward

and stay strapped for attack.

but you gotta act right

you can't fall back in that trap.

because your life almost ended there

and you still trying ta get it back.



ya'll ain't gone read it so i'm gone write.$






Current mood: numb


my attitude don't seem the same no mo

i'm constantly pissed off , but don't know what fo

sometimes i wish all of my pain would go

fly away and not be seen no mo.

got to many problems and drastic situations

for me to care ,or believe in player hatin'

trying real hard to not go hang wit satin

but you don't know the problems i'm constantly facing.

i'm built for a society that won't accecpt me.

reject me?

of course it would.

i have the looks and style as if to be hood,

but could it possibly be

that you have no business judging me

because no one down here is g-o-d.

the way that i wear my clothes

effects your life not at all.

so why scoff an cough

an stare so hard you might fall.

yes

i like my teeth gold

for some

it sybolizes i had many nights that were cold

brand new school clothes that were already old.

a frigerator you could see the back of with ease

made alot of sandwiches from grilled toast and cheese

i done had to sit on the flo and snap peas.

done had scrapes in the street and scraped knee's.

i've wished i could fly away an live at ease.

done had the pistol to his head

and said please,

i don't wanna squeeze.

suffered from the curse of greed

but still man,

stands here and breaths.

i express myself

look at me as lost art

or you could look at me as

the art kept in the dark.

i was once a child to

i've played in city parks.

why do i have to go get a colledge education

just to show you i am smart.

you don't what i been facing

by refusing to change my style

but if my life is not effecting you

try not disrespecting me for awhile.

do you want me stare

and look all in your mouth.

do you want me to say

"oh my gosh" if you pop up to my house

naw you don't want that

ya'll flip that around to

this ain't just for ya'll people

it's for my people to.



Ya'll ain't gone read it so i'm gone write.$







Current mood: gloomy





Current mood: tired


ain't nobody gone read it, so i'm gone write it.

Why we hate the system so much to but we scarred to fight it.

how come the only reason we come together is for a riot.

Oh! You don't buy it.

Your right. I'm wrong.We'll come together to hit the club until everything goes wrong.

Shots fired or a shoe gets stepped on,maybe it was cuz somebody stole a cell phone.

No matter how you put it somebody ain't make it home.

Look at what we turning into.Would your great granma respect you.

you say "she don't know what we go through"

But do you know what we went through?

I'm talking bout as a people, as a race do you even know what happen when we were brought to this forien place.

naw. you 18 and a thug and more concerned bout beating ya case.

Ain't ya'll ever heard knowledge is power.

Lawyers get paid hundreds of dollars for a couple of hours.

who hits da biggest lick.

you for beating the crime or da lawyer you went to trial wit.

ain't nobody gone read it so i'm gone write it.

look. ya'll kids is having kids and then trying to find places to live.

princesses selling there bodies to grown azz men for a buck,an always telling themself there gonna change until there times is up.

Gits gone out dey minds off beanz.a cool drug to them it seems.I guess it's fun to use I mean... till you come a loose at the seams.

to many done gave up to quick on there dreams,cuz they got blinded by materialistic things, and mix that with a chase for green.

it will eventually give you one thing.

it can turn you into a monster so cold so mean.

if you don't believe me what happen to your dreams.

did you trade them because you wanted to stay alive?

or did you tade them cuz that's the only way you know how to survive.

knowledge is power the more you know the more you grow which means the farther in this tough azz world you'll go.

Ain't nobody gone read so i'm gone write it.

$






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WHY IS YOU LIFESTYLE BETTER THAN MINE


Why yo lifestyle better than mine,is it because your neighborhood has a low rate of crime,is it because when you talk to people they don't look at you an in dey mind most of the time they thinking he lying.why yo lifestyle better than mine,is it cuz when i get off from work everybody on da corner puttin in overtime,is it cuz my friends would rather risk they life doing stupid crimes than taken the time to pray and use dey God given mind.is it because i like old cars with new paint jobs,is it because my dad was sick and i was raised mainly by my family and my moms.is it because of my enviroment it's hard for me to stay calm and where i stay it's easier to do wrong.why yo lifestyle better than mine.is it because school bored me an money was on my mind.Is it because i got a diploma and didn't waste 12 yrs of time.is it because i fell for that old army line in the time of 99.It was be all you can be. So i was.is it because people i knew lived for blood or cuz..Is it because when i came back most of my friends used drugs,is it because now a days kids in my neighborhood wish to be die hard thugs.Why is your lifestyle better than mine?Is it because even though all this was going on around me i wouldn't fall to the streets.Is it because i want something out of life and i"m willing to work for it.Could it be because when i smile you see a golden glare and automatically you assume that about my life i don't care.Or maybe because my hearts been broken thousands of time by sweet lips and lying lines.Why is your lifestyle better than mine?

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