Paper_Soulja
09-04-06 [Mon], 05:36 AM
word shit turned out pretty nice...
Paper_Soulja = Normal
Master War = Red
i can hear these cries and weeps, but i cant find my peeps
........im surprised......do they realize that im not asleep............
Repent my Sins Lived, Repative Depression relentless..
from my Friends and Relatives..Regret my Decison's...
awkward.....old memories of those that befriended me keep comin like clockwork
...my heart hurts.....so i start recitin in abundance.....some of that crack shit
i could here the dead kid next ta me buggin.......i wish i was home huggin
and my son and-my beautiful daughter..marriage i had thoughts of..
but instead of kisses its a box for 6 ft ditches at the alter....
.why bother imma never get out of here....
the pebbles n rocks crashin down made that loud and clear....
outta fear i scream yell and beg for my life back.....
wish i could be saved from this sinkin feelin but aint no life jacket..
Sign's Vanished, While I'm Transfixed on being My Assassin?
i Cry Lackin love n Satisfaction, start ta Panic..Gasping..
like it'll be my Last Breath, Sadness Active, Havoc Advances..
ta be Disasterous, another Obstacle, Blocks my Road...
leaves me Shackled from my Skull ta Toe, Hollow Soul...
Swallowed Whole..Although this Desperado Dissolves Slow
i've Always Known that i will be in heaven with God ..
but it's Odd, Still Feel Sorrow it's Impossible ta Control..
its like i stopped dropped rolled w/ all this dirt on me....
never dressed up before now they got this pleated shirt on me
....the hurt haunts me....always wanted ta be...close ta nature
but this is too close ta the Earth honestly....i guess..
i gotta suck it up and take it modestly....atleast im outta poverty
how'd i die in hostile animosity prolly.....cant feel my body...or my heartbeat
.....try ta speak ta see if my lips work....try ta reach but my wrist hurt....
Which Turn did i Miss First?? Forever a Prisoner ta my Insecure Perimeter
i see the Minister... and he Administers my Hearst with a Single Verse
from the Bible..Truimph Go's from Vibrant ta Quiet and Dull..
the Climate Cold, Frightened and Alone, Fight'n but i Know..
how hard i Fight Death i'll always Subside In This Dry Ditch
Lifeless while My Skin is now Bones..another Lost Soul
im food for the worms- and maggots.....i hate the dark wishin i had matches....
cant seem ta 'cheer up' like a 'bring it on practice',my back its..
attached to this matress and the fact is i need ta relax shit
......like a fat chick after attemptin backflippin tactics...
my mind wanna think jokey but my souls too dramatic....
the two clashes as the rubble continue crashin....down.....
for Christ sakes i wish i had His passion now......
i cant breathe minds cloudy feels like im passin out........
my Casket Contacts With da Ground, Nothing Lasts and thats a Fact like Math.
one minus one Subtract's ta Zero, Stuck Sunk in the Grass n Soil..
God..if ya there..I'm Askin For You.. Brainwaves Remain da Same..
Shame and un-tamed, but Brave ta my Dying Day, my Eyes is half Way Open..
Knowin' in Time i'll Find Why i Lie Blindfolded, or will it be i Rise ta da Sky..
and my Eyes will Look Into my own Demise, will i go to heaven?? or be Declined??
Paper_Soulja = Normal
Master War = Red
i can hear these cries and weeps, but i cant find my peeps
........im surprised......do they realize that im not asleep............
Repent my Sins Lived, Repative Depression relentless..
from my Friends and Relatives..Regret my Decison's...
awkward.....old memories of those that befriended me keep comin like clockwork
...my heart hurts.....so i start recitin in abundance.....some of that crack shit
i could here the dead kid next ta me buggin.......i wish i was home huggin
and my son and-my beautiful daughter..marriage i had thoughts of..
but instead of kisses its a box for 6 ft ditches at the alter....
.why bother imma never get out of here....
the pebbles n rocks crashin down made that loud and clear....
outta fear i scream yell and beg for my life back.....
wish i could be saved from this sinkin feelin but aint no life jacket..
Sign's Vanished, While I'm Transfixed on being My Assassin?
i Cry Lackin love n Satisfaction, start ta Panic..Gasping..
like it'll be my Last Breath, Sadness Active, Havoc Advances..
ta be Disasterous, another Obstacle, Blocks my Road...
leaves me Shackled from my Skull ta Toe, Hollow Soul...
Swallowed Whole..Although this Desperado Dissolves Slow
i've Always Known that i will be in heaven with God ..
but it's Odd, Still Feel Sorrow it's Impossible ta Control..
its like i stopped dropped rolled w/ all this dirt on me....
never dressed up before now they got this pleated shirt on me
....the hurt haunts me....always wanted ta be...close ta nature
but this is too close ta the Earth honestly....i guess..
i gotta suck it up and take it modestly....atleast im outta poverty
how'd i die in hostile animosity prolly.....cant feel my body...or my heartbeat
.....try ta speak ta see if my lips work....try ta reach but my wrist hurt....
Which Turn did i Miss First?? Forever a Prisoner ta my Insecure Perimeter
i see the Minister... and he Administers my Hearst with a Single Verse
from the Bible..Truimph Go's from Vibrant ta Quiet and Dull..
the Climate Cold, Frightened and Alone, Fight'n but i Know..
how hard i Fight Death i'll always Subside In This Dry Ditch
Lifeless while My Skin is now Bones..another Lost Soul
im food for the worms- and maggots.....i hate the dark wishin i had matches....
cant seem ta 'cheer up' like a 'bring it on practice',my back its..
attached to this matress and the fact is i need ta relax shit
......like a fat chick after attemptin backflippin tactics...
my mind wanna think jokey but my souls too dramatic....
the two clashes as the rubble continue crashin....down.....
for Christ sakes i wish i had His passion now......
i cant breathe minds cloudy feels like im passin out........
my Casket Contacts With da Ground, Nothing Lasts and thats a Fact like Math.
one minus one Subtract's ta Zero, Stuck Sunk in the Grass n Soil..
God..if ya there..I'm Askin For You.. Brainwaves Remain da Same..
Shame and un-tamed, but Brave ta my Dying Day, my Eyes is half Way Open..
Knowin' in Time i'll Find Why i Lie Blindfolded, or will it be i Rise ta da Sky..
and my Eyes will Look Into my own Demise, will i go to heaven?? or be Declined??