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Yo, If you`re a happy mothafuka,
this page is not for you,
if your life is not full of drama,
this page is not for you,
to all those thats been strugglin
to survive in this game,
to all those tryin to stop the pain,
to all those who dont give a fuk,
to all the thugs,
this shiet is for you.....
Last Updated:Friday, 13th of November 2001
Life, this Life, this damn Life...
Man... Fuck This Life you know!
What the fuck is Life?
For so many years, I`ve shed so many tears...
And for what reason? God`ll tell me!
Why the fuck aint he answering the Why`s?
Why the fuck `s it like this yo?
Its too much!
I can`t take this shit no mo`, na mean???
Help a brother Out....
One...
Baby, It aint always obvious, but hey, after all we been through, its still,and always gon be, One mofukin love...
I adore u...
Just waiting till the rain turn to sunshine...
I wanna have my family back together, iwanna see my father, i wanna have my brothers back together, i wanna have a better mind, i wanna survive, those poisonous fuked up streets, i wanna get old and get marred and raise a family, i wanna be happy, i wanna live... Cuz this mothafukin life, is not suposed to be like this! y`all Real mothafukaz out there feel me???
That life the Good Lord gave me,its NOT life, Its DEATH...
Dear Lord, please tell me,
Why Life`s so complicated?
Why we gotta go through all this mess?
Why so much Drama?
Why`s it so hard?
Why the fu*kdid popa had to disapear?
Why is everything fallin apart?
Why life`so ugly?
Why the fu*k is it so hard to smile?
Why one day, I`m content, the next day I`m Crying cuz life isnt what i thought life is?
Why the FU*K Dear Lord you letting me down?
Yo those 2 Mcs right here, they the one I respect most. You cant F*ck wit their knowledge, their Minds are just too deep...
Wahahahahaha Yo get The F*ck up and shake yo Mofukin` Azz!!!!!
Check y`all out at the rave scene!
pop some mo`!!! y`all need candies and lollipops, holla at the Pharmacist! I`ll hook you up! The Triple Triangle supply the streets!
"Do not speak to fools as they scorn the word of your wisdom..."
R u My Nigga?
I sit back, observe, analyze then realize...
Money is evil, if not handled right...
These days, poeple are hungry for money, they robb, hustle on the corner, for what? couple dollars? sell a couple pills then pop some, wit no money, broke and bored, take a look at the batch, pop some mo, then owe money? Homeboyz disapear, people change, "thug changes, love changes, and best friends becomes strangers", now y`all lived that verse no? Y`all used to see each other evrday, smoke blunts together, copped 40`s together, robbed together, went trough heaven and hell together, grew up together, and now, do y`all still see each other? nothin mo than a handshake when seen, each one took they path, its serious... Those still showin` love, they either real brothers, or fools... Those who be playa hatin and frontin`, they either fake homies, enemies or just smart...
Some aim at money, some aim at love.
Brothers lose homies over money you know.
Is there trust? he`s your nigga? then why`s he eatin money over your head? he`s your nigga? then why`s he frontin` on you?
Its money over niggas, but not money over fucking homeboys ! you know? if hes not your man, its bizness, f*ck him! eat on his d*ck! But if hes a brother, money comes after friendship, you know... I told ya`ll, money is evil, if not handled right...
Be serious for a minute, Sit back with only your own self conscience and think about it....
Analyze the game...
Then realize whats going....
life is deep, its all illusions and mind games, you just gotta understand it, if you wanna survive it...
Fools aint gonna understand sh*t, but y`all who goin through it... y`all know...
R U My Nigga?
My love my love, you know we past the hardtimes... Now i know i love you, man, baby, its all love, sorry for the mood swings, I`m just stressed... Sorry for my lazy A*s, I`m just sad... Sorry for being rude, I`m just mad...
Sorry for the bad times, I was Confused... Now i realized, your the only one who`s always gonna be my side... I Love you bb...
Dear Lord, protect my bros, homes, fams, and my love. Keep em away from the sins that come with the street life. Give em good buzness and a promissing futur, Lighten the paths that you kept in the darkness. Life is hard, and for the good of mah people, if I have to go, hell yeah I`ll go! fuck It!
you know? Its enough!!! Aint got non`in to lost! But please God, just make em survive...
Those are the word of a lost soul, I`ma lost soul!!!!!
Still One Love...
Ain`t Non`inWorst Than This Cursed A** Hopeless Life, BIATCH!!!!
I aint Got None To lost yo!!! Kamikaze Style!!!
Dear Lord Make Me Survive....
