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Post by cyanide on Sept 25, 2005 1:56:07 GMT -5
livin my life,none of these redneacks let me be// walkin through the darkness no light to let me see//
thug life thats how tupac described it// aint no place in this puzzle for me to fit//
haters always baggin on me cuz of the way i dress// thinkin of killin these bitches and people ask me why i'm a mess//
i say so many offencive things thats why my door is double locked// cuz when it comes down to it i don't want to end up like tupac//
so there is some thing that i really need to get off my chest// livin this life of mine makes me feel so damn depressed//
people ask me why i got in this rap game// well here is why rap is my ticket to fame//
growin up all my life, i never had a father// some days i didn't want the pain to last any longer//
but my moms kept me happy always told me he loved me// bullshit if he did he wouldn't have left me when i was only three//
the only person i ever had was my mother, she had to play both rolls// but havin no male figure for this long of a time really takes it's tolls//
people ask me why chris why are you so angry// i can't believe people have the nerve to ask me//
why do you hate your dad he help bring you to this world// yeah he stuck his dick in my mom and after she almost hurled//
they tell me not to say that but youpeople gotta learn// the only thing he ever did was donate some sperm//
thats all i ever thank him for// but for this freestyle it's time for me to shut the door//
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