Red Carpet

[Courtdog]

Welcome all, to the Red Carpet
Infrared on the target, it marks it
Once it sparks
Art from an artist embarks
As I hark remarks, from different parts of my life
Where do I start?...

I'll start when I write

Dont worry about what I did in the past
You should worry about your ass
Stick me for my stash?
Thinkin you'd get away w/a fast-1
I dont do gun play
I'm sohh serious when I blast one :bustback:
Hope I make it to sunday, once I have one
You can have two :violent:..
Dawg, I have to
I'm not even mad, I'm sad
Thats why I havent even come after you
But everyday I reminisce, replay the events
The extent you went to circumvent the past-tense was immense
And didnt make any sense
I guess you questioned my intelligence
Then thought speakin on my mother would create relevance
I'm gonna catch you by suprise like the element(s)
Cuz its elementary
Same rules apply in penitentiaries, you violate
Real niqqaz come thru & annihilate
Cant wait to :laugh: as I watch this faggits eyes dilate
I cry "DIE" in a hatred tone
Taking food out my seeds mouths, takes me out my zone
You crossed a line you can never come back from,
But to each his own...


Welcome all, to the Red Carpet
Infrared on the target, it marks it
Once it sparks
Art from an artist embarks
As I hark remarks, from different parts of my life
Where do I start?...

I'll start when I write!!

I refuse to walk gently into that good night
Now I'm reppin Red like I'm Suge Knight
Show you niqqaz whats really good w/a hood life
Not the avg. niqqa that stands on a corner
I'm talkin bout makin deals w/foriegners
I have no friends, but when I die?
I'll have thousands of mourners :yes:
Its upsetting
I have the same mantality as lyfe jennings
But when you gonna see a niqqa like me, in a wedding?
Good guys finish last,
Bad guys dont even finish
I'm stuck in the middle like whats the difference?
Ready to tell this life 'Good Riddance'
When you feel like its not even worth a pittance
Thats an admittance of defeat
And sohh I weap.. Tossin & turnin @ night, cant sleep
I must've counted 100,000 sheep, just this week!
Freak, when you creep, death hits its peaks, life then seeps
Out the the soul of your peeps which you had for keeps
Is no longer a keeper
I no longer seek her
My attention is meager for eager beavers, I have to leave ya
You waz my queen like latifah
Now you only the queen of deceit..

Sohh now I got to put our business in the street


Welcome all, to the Red Carpet
Infrared on the target, it marks it
Once it sparks
Art from an artist embarks
As I hark remarks, from different parts of my life
Where do I start?...

2bCont...

[Advent Verbal Kent]

Ok. You can tell this was quickly put together and was never really meant to be a masterpeice of any sort. To my surprise after you got over your initial...lets say...venting, "Dawg I'm not even mad I'm sad" Things started to flow. Touching.

I hope you find him or her.

Oh yeah. How do kats know where your stash spot. Not even your mother should know where that is. Ever consider buying a safe and either welding it to a metal bracket or bolting it to the concrete? Hold up. You probaly stashing something else.


AvK