Post by Hydr0net!x on Apr 11, 2005 15:48:42 GMT -5
every night i sit n wonder,
when will i fall into dat deep slumber?
when will it all end,
when will my body decend?
whatz tha meaning of living,
whatz tha point of me breathing?
im only 17 n i feel i lived long enuff,
why do i scream fucc tha world while tha gunz in touch?
i suffer 2 much but cant fall 2 tha game,
when will it all end? 4 a soldier dat wanna stop playin,
put my body 2 reast n soul 2 fly,
i still dont know why im already wantin 2 die,
i guezz from all i seen n all i've done,
if people ended up dead they blamed me as tha 1,
all my life i lived in a bad reputation,
i had 2 sleep wit my eyez open alwayz stayed restlezz,
alone in tha streetz cuz i couldnt truzt no1 but me,
stayed in tha dark when it waz safe 4 me 2 breath,
tha light became my enemy n tha dark became a friend,
so i onlii creeped @ night neva wit a helpin hand 2 lend,
a Domini-Rican thug growin up wit jamaicanz,
a crazi as yungin neva cared wat peopl sayin,
i jezz left dem dead or keep em prayin,
layin unda 6ft. of dirt wit dey body full of holez,
started 2 hurt wit knivez n gunz n continued till i got old,
when will it all end?
datz tha question i think of over and over again.../
when will i fall into dat deep slumber?
when will it all end,
when will my body decend?
whatz tha meaning of living,
whatz tha point of me breathing?
im only 17 n i feel i lived long enuff,
why do i scream fucc tha world while tha gunz in touch?
i suffer 2 much but cant fall 2 tha game,
when will it all end? 4 a soldier dat wanna stop playin,
put my body 2 reast n soul 2 fly,
i still dont know why im already wantin 2 die,
i guezz from all i seen n all i've done,
if people ended up dead they blamed me as tha 1,
all my life i lived in a bad reputation,
i had 2 sleep wit my eyez open alwayz stayed restlezz,
alone in tha streetz cuz i couldnt truzt no1 but me,
stayed in tha dark when it waz safe 4 me 2 breath,
tha light became my enemy n tha dark became a friend,
so i onlii creeped @ night neva wit a helpin hand 2 lend,
a Domini-Rican thug growin up wit jamaicanz,
a crazi as yungin neva cared wat peopl sayin,
i jezz left dem dead or keep em prayin,
layin unda 6ft. of dirt wit dey body full of holez,
started 2 hurt wit knivez n gunz n continued till i got old,
when will it all end?
datz tha question i think of over and over again.../
