sexydeltagirl
01-25-06, 11:28 AM
Yeah that's right I'm really messed up right now...
I'm far beyond repair no doctor's prescription or acupuncture can fix me...
No talking to no psychiatrist on no sofa, that man don't know me....
How can some white man tell me how to fix my life.....blasphemy
Listen to me spill my heart out to you for just a minute...
I"m not tired of working or just getting by, I am tired of this thing called life not treating me right...
I"m tired of dealing with her on her terms not setting my own rules, I remember one time she had me thinking about whether my existance was useless, a simple slit of the wrist could have done the trick...
Everyone is under her control cause complete control she possess..
My homeboy he escaped her...late last week, he took a rope and tied it tight and when he kicked the box from under his feet...he kicked her out 2, yeah that's life...
I mean he left, he couldn't take it.... he said fukk that b!tch I'm outta here....
But he's not the only one she's gotten the best of many others...
She held them real tight and cut off their oxygen....
Families torn apart, broken promises shatter dreams....
She got sistas on the point selling their souls away for a bit of change, brotha's ducking and dodging cops...trying to get a better life outside of the projects...
Are you running towards her or away from her?
If you are running away from her there are many ways to escape by injecting your body with a strong potion known to keep you leaning and running reckless in the streets, or sharp blades that dig deep into your veins and drain your body of that sweet nectar...or position yourself infront of a metal object that ejects hollowtips and just squeeze....
She (life) remains loyal to no one you didn't know reality was her best friend...
Those who decide to keep dealing with her try to seduce her and make the best out of her by achieveing the "American Dream" whateva the fukk that is?
But she's a coniving, a not to be trusted being....You think you have her figured out and in your grasp then she switches up on you.... pulls the rug from under your feet...and you find yourself sitting in the dark crying and screaming why me....
I have learned to tolerate her fukk being her friend...I learned a long time ago she wasn't 2 fond of my brown skin...
So I try to sleep with one eye open and my gun under my bed cause I know she sees me trying to make it the best way I know how....
I know soon she will be sending the enemy to come and get me....
And instead of trying to leave her, I will look her straight in the eye and say I"ve come a long way baby, what you want from me.....
R.I.P - J ..... :sad:
I'm far beyond repair no doctor's prescription or acupuncture can fix me...
No talking to no psychiatrist on no sofa, that man don't know me....
How can some white man tell me how to fix my life.....blasphemy
Listen to me spill my heart out to you for just a minute...
I"m not tired of working or just getting by, I am tired of this thing called life not treating me right...
I"m tired of dealing with her on her terms not setting my own rules, I remember one time she had me thinking about whether my existance was useless, a simple slit of the wrist could have done the trick...
Everyone is under her control cause complete control she possess..
My homeboy he escaped her...late last week, he took a rope and tied it tight and when he kicked the box from under his feet...he kicked her out 2, yeah that's life...
I mean he left, he couldn't take it.... he said fukk that b!tch I'm outta here....
But he's not the only one she's gotten the best of many others...
She held them real tight and cut off their oxygen....
Families torn apart, broken promises shatter dreams....
She got sistas on the point selling their souls away for a bit of change, brotha's ducking and dodging cops...trying to get a better life outside of the projects...
Are you running towards her or away from her?
If you are running away from her there are many ways to escape by injecting your body with a strong potion known to keep you leaning and running reckless in the streets, or sharp blades that dig deep into your veins and drain your body of that sweet nectar...or position yourself infront of a metal object that ejects hollowtips and just squeeze....
She (life) remains loyal to no one you didn't know reality was her best friend...
Those who decide to keep dealing with her try to seduce her and make the best out of her by achieveing the "American Dream" whateva the fukk that is?
But she's a coniving, a not to be trusted being....You think you have her figured out and in your grasp then she switches up on you.... pulls the rug from under your feet...and you find yourself sitting in the dark crying and screaming why me....
I have learned to tolerate her fukk being her friend...I learned a long time ago she wasn't 2 fond of my brown skin...
So I try to sleep with one eye open and my gun under my bed cause I know she sees me trying to make it the best way I know how....
I know soon she will be sending the enemy to come and get me....
And instead of trying to leave her, I will look her straight in the eye and say I"ve come a long way baby, what you want from me.....
R.I.P - J ..... :sad: