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Pressed against her face
I could feel her insecurity
Her mother'd been a drunk
And her father was obscurity
But nothin' ever came
From a life that was a simple one
So pull yourself together girl
And have a little fun
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# Posté le dimanche 23 mars 2008 10:50

Modifié le mercredi 26 mars 2008 13:00

a piece of art

a piece of art
Thanks to all the people who drove me to death
Without you I could of never ended my breath
Through your anger and hate, I was able to choose my fate


Ice cold fingers, body lays on the floor
Pool of blood you see, you scream out in terror
My body is now a part of mutilation
My soul the victim of strangulation
I will not accept this evil anymore


I never thought of who I hurt or I never tried to look for the good
I'm sorry for whoever I hurt
It's not easy to look back on my life
For now I live in a real hell
I wish I had another chance...
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# Posté le jeudi 14 février 2008 13:55

Modifié le mercredi 26 mars 2008 13:09

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I was born to brew up storms 'n stir up shit
Kick up dust, cuss 'til I slur up spit
Grew up too much, through too much shit
Corrupt and I'm pour it on like syrup, bitch
Thick in gritz, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth
He told me to milk this shit for what it's worth
Till the cow just tilts and tips 'n stumbles to earth
And if I fumble the verse, keep going
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it
No punches, pull no punches, that's weak shit
Fake shit if I ever take shit, I eat shit
Wasn't for him? I wouldn't be shit.
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# Posté le mardi 12 février 2008 14:01

*****

*****
'Cause sometimes you feel tired,
feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
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# Posté le mardi 12 février 2008 13:37

Modifié le mercredi 26 mars 2008 13:10

fuck this

fuck this
America!! Hahaha! We love you!
How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech
the United States government has sworn to uphold..
Or so we're told...

I never woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see
so many motherfuckin people, who feel like me
Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs
It's like a fuckin ARMY marchin in back of me
So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed
in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays
And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays
'til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days
Who woulda thought; standin in this mirror bleachin my hair
with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear
that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?
How could I predict my words would have an impact like this?
I must've struck a chord with somebody up in the office
Cause Congress keep tellin me, I ain't causin nuthin but problems
And now they're sayin I'm in trouble with the government - I'm lovin it!
I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumpin it on
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# Posté le mardi 12 février 2008 13:30

Modifié le mercredi 26 mars 2008 13:12