Monday, December 21, 2009

LIfe is mean

woke up 96 ain't bright started a light,
that might put up a fight for flight,
crash landing that bitch was a dik,
but sike back right were I left off,
i took a bite outta the oppisite knight,
suddenly fright creep into my heart,
but hieght and power made me write,
and rap confident buying some white nikes,
high as A kite,
but hey im still white,
lived in a campsite,
money in sight swag aint tight
but it was a delight to rap,
well it was alright,
well it was enogth to excite
the rudness in me I coundnt get polight
tonight imma recite raps and invite some kyrtonights, fuck snow white,
so don't fuck with lil biggins I'll make ur head rings, d d dong
dings, crazy things


a million. and one times still I drive,
million And one times still I strive,
gasoline so supreme, it's hard to stay clean
burnt bodys, open skulls, crack pips, jail cells and im only 13
but life is mean, like a killing machine
thank god for our one canteen

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