jeah I jus needed 2 get some shit off my chest so this a lil keystyle/poem..figured dis was the best way 2 do it lol. Good looks 2 all who read. I replied 2 3 peeps...Ill reply 2 some mo after this or 2morrow 2...ANyway, herr we go..
"The Pain"
Dear Lord I open My Heart & Soul 2 U. The Pain is is eating me away...I fear my Soul's safety. If Satan is able 2 chew away the flesh this easily - whats stoppin him from devouring the rest? With every breath I feel a pain within my chest..like Im bound 2 die of cardiac arrest before my 30th. But still I light the sess like 20 times a day...because the Pain..the Pain just never seems to go away. It never fades - 4ever drilled in2 my brain like DNA - there seems to be no escape to my pre-determined fate. Shit, some nights I pray I never wake 2 C the light, whats the use I know the Sun just brings another fight. Another coward thinkin he hard, muggin me from afar - but when he gets confronted runs and hides in the car. And U bitches know who U R, even behind steel bars, wearin some pink underwear - U bitches can still getcha life-line sliced. Another bitch up in my life tryna play me like a fool....but I learned my lessons long ago - no more am I a tool. So many games people feel the need 2 play these days, why? Is it really that much fun living a lie? U boldly look in2 my eyes and tell some straight up bullshit...so I gladly point the 45 and yo face and jus pull it. Problem solved, no more faggots on my front lawn - get out my playin field if U aint got ya game face on. The Pain - The Pain made it easy 2 cope. All I do is light up a roach and I can C thru yo cloak. So as soon as Im provoked I explode on my foes - bitch Im numb to the Pain now so let the drama unfold.
"The Pain"
Dear Lord I open My Heart & Soul 2 U. The Pain is is eating me away...I fear my Soul's safety. If Satan is able 2 chew away the flesh this easily - whats stoppin him from devouring the rest? With every breath I feel a pain within my chest..like Im bound 2 die of cardiac arrest before my 30th. But still I light the sess like 20 times a day...because the Pain..the Pain just never seems to go away. It never fades - 4ever drilled in2 my brain like DNA - there seems to be no escape to my pre-determined fate. Shit, some nights I pray I never wake 2 C the light, whats the use I know the Sun just brings another fight. Another coward thinkin he hard, muggin me from afar - but when he gets confronted runs and hides in the car. And U bitches know who U R, even behind steel bars, wearin some pink underwear - U bitches can still getcha life-line sliced. Another bitch up in my life tryna play me like a fool....but I learned my lessons long ago - no more am I a tool. So many games people feel the need 2 play these days, why? Is it really that much fun living a lie? U boldly look in2 my eyes and tell some straight up bullshit...so I gladly point the 45 and yo face and jus pull it. Problem solved, no more faggots on my front lawn - get out my playin field if U aint got ya game face on. The Pain - The Pain made it easy 2 cope. All I do is light up a roach and I can C thru yo cloak. So as soon as Im provoked I explode on my foes - bitch Im numb to the Pain now so let the drama unfold.
Anyway, give feedback Gotti, 
