sittin on a wall
grinning on a fall
dinning on the floor
timing on the door
fighting for a flaw
clunching on my balls
waiting for a sign
making out my shine
smiling from behind
staying on my grind
bolding up to find
someone so fine
I gotta be me,
Cos no one wanna be with me
I gotta hit the trees
I gotta get the cheese
I gotta chase my dream
I gotta get the cream
I gotta keep it real.
Is how Living here feels,
like nothing is for real.
so i sat and fell!!
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Staring at the sky
Focus on a star
A player is a scar;
beautiful girl, a fast car
I made my mark with tar
They know their hate’s retard
I’m going down the stairs
looking into life perplexed
roll, meditate
I want the money, yea of course
I’m starving hungry, no! no more
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
There ain’t no straight way
It appears too lazy
I gotta make 2 babies
I gotta feed my lady
My family is sundry
Is u with me; without me?
Agree with me, or doubt me?
I miss the flying wheels
I love the tanning beads
The shades of different breeds
Tincture of meet
I like!!
Grow, think. LIFE IS SHORT, ACHIEVEMENTS SOUGHT, WILL PASS AWAY OF COURSE.
ok!
another day go by
and then people you knew say hi
leave you to cry
now you all by yourself
meditating on old thoughts and feeling good
now you realise your memory created a virtual cloud of people around you
you really wanna know what to do?
go to bed and don’ forget i love you…
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