Black flag powder blue jag leather white seats, calls for the coroner to come bring the white sheet, night heats the fuel for aggression from civilians, who were born into a neighborhood where hustling and killings, are the only real way to show expression of the feeling, of a generation cash driven jewelry is appealing, on a one way crash course running from the cops or, sit inside a cell where its 3 hots and a cot for, culprits in a dozen cases different races neva smile, fix the face and wear the smirk come interview a severed child, torn between the bible and the code that raised the youth to shoot, in segregated sections where the crime surrounds and traps the youth, only bring the facts to you thats my type of real talk, eddie opened up the strap they traced the dude wit real chalk, fugitive investigation hiding out in different cribs, promise neva tell a soul but i just had to mention this, vigilante violence broken silence in a crying game, where fatal stabbings over bags of herb portray a dying shame, weaving thru the traffic racing almost swerved and flipped the whip, im paralel adjusting bending corners in between my sips, nice wit it try and put a price on it cant do it, diamond in the rough every time i put my mind to it, mind locked a new friend happiness begins again, conversation beautiful she makes me wanna live within, her inner cocoon like a flower where the rain falls, on a love terrain where depressive thought and pain stalls, keep walking thru the park quiet place for us to spark, these are the important things gurl you are a work of art, glad we met take it slow let go of the baggage, get in tune with this loner in touch with his inner savage, gotta control take the wheel im gon play the passenger, honesty and truth is what this artist only asks u for......"random profile". The unheard... Invalid muse, Hoffa joint.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Jul 2013 20:27:49 +0000
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