who am i is what i cry/ slo pulls of da la/ look deep into my eyes /look deep into my high/ tell me who can i b/ its d from nyc/ home of B.I.G/ let me spell it B.E.D./S.T.U.Y. /were im always gone do cuz i dont wanna die /and stay on my grind /and im still tryna find/ me who am i D to da I/E.S.E.L / damn I cant tell/ I spit this so well/ the lesson like folk tales/By making some coke sales/ im confused like cold hell/ the truth the pope tells/ was raised my old males/ im lost like old mail.- can i be found?-D!3$3Lsee the drugz heal my pain/if it dont ill go insane/i might even start cryin /becuze i feel like dyin/ its like nobody's there/ i scream and nobody hears/nobody cares /so i feel like dying/ ya unda dig i had fluid on my side/wit the thoughts of suicide/all alone in the ride/wit no licence tryna drive/shit i feel like dying... yes i really do/this shit is just the truth /its all becuz of who/could be because of you/fuck i feel like dying"; I edited my profile at Freeweblayouts.net , check out these Myspace Layouts!
