Francis

i'm quiet, speechless...but don't be mistakin' my kindness for weakness...humble but ready to rumble, my violent side i ca'nt deny...i'm like a jekyl and hyde, gemini...look if you see me quiet then i'm plotting to riot...why?...tell me why i'm labeled a menace but i like it...destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey...my man got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be my man want respect but what do you show me...you playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall...better act like yo know i'm rolling with mo posse up...do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs...as we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in these times...got to do what you gotta do war till ninety - nine...slim jigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming...now I got it and i'ma floor the niggas acting...the safety's off come and get it if you really want it...HEY! it's hating baby they gotta be so cold...you gotta be heartless...in certain situations like retaliation...---------------------------------------------- ------------- Enough with that rhyming sh*t...anyway...i love to break and street dance, and i'm a frustrated singer...but i'm a good singer when i'm taking a bath...i'm friendly, hehe...hmmm...of course, i only buy clothes at folded and hung, but next year, i'll choose another store (but i'll still buy at folded and hung), watever...laterz!!!