DGreE
Shit whatchu know bout walkin home from school 2 hours outcha way
Cause you gon get beat by a bully who be sayin that you's bout ta pay
For shit you didn't do and he knows it's true, but he mad and needs an excuse
To fuckin beat on you, for stupid shit and he havin fun so ya cant reserect truce
And then 3 deaths in less then a year so you hold yer breath and fight the tears
So you can stay strong for yer peers, no ears to listen so you cry infront of the mirror
Cause yer reflection is not perfection but enough to listen in a twisted conception
And it works, deceptions hurt but this opens yer eyes like a new reserection
The risin of power to no longer cower to your personal fears and painful sour
Thoughts towerin yer brain empowerin insane demonic feelings like evil showering
Yer mind and inflicting satanic sick thoughts to rise above all else and hit top
And dont quit or stop for nothin, spit and pop off wit a turbo boost to shift off
Into a new stage of hate rage boiling over to a new page of life, bravin caged
Animals and fightin enemies wit hate, break new barriers wit confidence engaged
To the fullest to ride and allow new terms to confide in friends and shine and bow
And take the spotlight and life an eye brow to make the announcment: My time is NOW!
ShadyGirl
now take a walk wit me, join in and point the glock wit me
surrounded by so much death might as well carry around chalk wit me
can't be pushed, sometimes i feel i'm the only one respectin-mah-view
reppin-mah-crew, ya'll can't say shit to me till you step-in-my-shoes
so lets-roll, just take a-stroll down good ol memory-lane
re-visit pain, walkin down too far leave you moment-arily-insane
let me explain, life is really nothing but death in disguise
don't act surprised, everything will come together when you open your eyes
ask god for help, but see nothin but clouds when i look at the skies
took some advice, realized to late that it was nothin but lies
keep on walkin, stop when you notice lifes been nothin but bull-shit
load your last bull-et, gun to your head, find the trigger and pull-it!
Conceptz
Ayo, what you know about the loud sounds and drug zone dangers
and play basketball wit socks and make the goal from hangers
I'm from the land where all strangers learn to be friends quickly
and the only fashion out is white tees and dickies
and the ganstas move swiftly drug deals get invaded
most bitches don't live so I'm glad that I made it
being taught at a young age to fight for survival
never knowning where to head so i say fuck god and the bible
cause now bitches will try to build some garbage up and pile you
gotta duck from ya friends cause they even they will try to rob you
people wanna see the side that you hide deep inside
thats reason for writing music to sit there and vibe
release your energy on paper instead of a gun
but its hard to focus if you a teen wit a son
keep ya head to the sky but always look all ways
cause jealous playa's will try to come at you wit Uzi's and K's
gotta stay on ya feet cause they predict you to fall
with ya hands out screaming for help pleading the call
I let you know I'm ahead of em all, the hawk with me
this is chapter 1 to be continued WALK WITH ME!
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