I Got a Story to Tell |
It was about 5 o clock at the end of the block they was chillin in the crack house burning rocks, it was one main characta stormin through america, drug money jobs he was treated like a god, he w...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:46:00 GMT |
Too Much Pain |
You know you cant have a rainbow without no rain, you know you cant have a smile without no pain, you cant give up you gotta stay in the game, and who knows? You might get ya claim to fame, I'm cocky,...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:43:00 GMT |
The Meaning of Love |
You never know what you got, 'til what you got is gone, and you never really know the meaning, until the end of the song, no matter who you are, where you're going or what you do, theres something in ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:38:00 GMT |
Just a Few Questions |
If I was going to fly would you fly wit me? You know I'm down to ride would you ride wit me? If a nigga cried would you cry wit me? If it was time for me to die would you die wit me? If I had a tight ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:36:00 GMT |
Under the Moonlight |
Baby you're so nice and your love is so right I want to spend a night with you under the pale moonlight, just me and you, doing what we do, cause I'm never alone with you and that shit buggs me boo, n...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:35:00 GMT |
Blind |
A wise man told me, before his life got took, he said be not blind, the one who fears to look, do not live your life by an authorless book, sometimes I would sit down, and just think you know, its so ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:33:00 GMT |
Hard to Breathe |
Yo chick check this, I'm really interested, my thoughts for you are restless, and your love leaves me breathless, you know I really love you and I really want to touch you, put my arms around you...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:31:00 GMT |
A Real Ass world |
Home is where the hate is, so I'm I wrong for turning away, flesh is a trap, or so thats what they say, early is late now real is fake, and you gotta be blind just to have faith, the freaks come ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:27:00 GMT |
Why? |
Why you still have hope if you know it aint no chance? Why you acting like a boy cause you scared to be a man? Why did I go through so much? Why was my life so cold? Why did my sister die at 19 years ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:25:00 GMT |
Poetry |
The thing I love most besides my girl is poetry, you cant think about that without thinking about me, see its the one thing that makes up who I am, I'm about as good with the pen as I am with the hand...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:24:00 GMT |
