Friday, March 19, 2010

An·a·ly·za·tion.

Little girl once innocent and sweet said her life was shit
At an age introduced to the truth all she wanted was to live
The optimism that blinded her started revealin bit by bit
But who said ignorance was bliss, she had none to give
Livin in a world full of lies, trustin a bitch, a sieve
She was yet still young to realize there's only one life she can't relive
Deceived. She wasn't deaf, yet she couldn't hear, receive
The words of grace wasn't denied but simply not perceived
When she was fourteen she was introduced to the streets
Drug trafficking, hate-affiliated, more over her love for beats
Girl who was once sick blind became more than what some eyes would meet
Dangerous. Can't differentiate with what she wants and needs
When asked questions about life, she was first to plead
The fifth, she didn't want the world to know and take the lead
Her life's a myth; everybody could judge and talk about her abilities
One that lacks mental stability, but nobody has yet to see the best of me.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

HERE WE FUCKING GO AGAIN

Look
I aint got nothin ta say to you
I cant even believe you
You know what
Im too fly for this shit
You playin yourself
Look nigga
Whatchu think this is?
You treat me like a random chick
You done forgot who introduced you to rocks
And poppin all that cris an shit
Who letchu hit it from tha back
Anyway that chu like
And any debts i can pay tha price
I thought i was a chick you would make your wife
And now a bitch cant even stay tha night (You wack)
I cant even look in ya face
Witout wantin ta slap you
Damn i thank God i aint get that tatoo
You betta thank God i aint have tha strap boo
You aint even worth that trick get at chu
Matta fact
Trick get at dude
I'm convinced
Aint got shit ta ask you
And tell tha trifflin bitch
She can have you
I aint lookin atchu no more
Im lookin past you

Friday, March 5, 2010

La cocaina no es buena para tu salud

you bring my soul good sleep with this one
to me, i make this another big loss and you won
be my dream catcher, tell me what's goin on
chasin after things knowin that it's long gone
do me a favor and stay here we'll get fond of
eachother; sing me song, tell me a rhyme, make that time pass by
by pass, pass me the past you had, i'll step aside
listen for a moment, agree, tell you bout my life's strife
so here i go tellin you about my life's lies
done replaced her, she was my temp high
sure, she made that time fly
got nothin on me now at least i still try
you too divine, damn, we intertwined
some say you relentless? shit i said you fine
doin my thing, snortin a line
there i go, can't sleep, i've become too kind
this is some sick shit, baby girl what's your sign?
said she got too many, every color, all sized
hours pass, she lies in me, but slowly dies
sweet dreams, good night, you think you're real good at this?
but not good enough, could've put me to rest with just a kiss
kiss of that white powder, adrenalynn,
that border-line junkie, now you're missed.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

YOU SO SKY HIGH SHIEEEET

Damn man you say you contemplative when you high
Gettin all smart and shit, thinkin you fly
Return me my pride it ain't even yours but mine
Remember when playin games meant I seek and you hide
That's not even it man, I miss those good times.
What happened to you? Shit, what happened to us?
When replyin to your shit was not a matter rather a must.
Shush, why don't you just say no more.
Don't you understand you've fucked up
Yet you still manage to knock on my door
Standing on my steps, I can't take it no more
Once a stairway to heaven now you fucked up at home
Yeah inhale that weed smoke straight to the dome
How does that feel? All fucked in the head tellin me to withdraw
My acrimonious flaws and tendency to break laws
Bein with you was illegal, man stealin my heart
You've committed a crime, done did it
Smokin a dime, doin your thang, just playin your part
Please just settle and stop.



TO ZION - LAURYN HILL, on repeat. And I've been listenin to some oldoldold songs: Gang Starr and Pharcyde. CUTECUTECUTE. Btw, idk. I think tumblr just became more of a private thinspo blog. FML, bitchass ednos.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Hoes Recognize Game

She said, “Sorry boy you ain’t my type .”
Why try so hard when she don’t even want your ass right ?
Spits sick and recites what’s alright, got that real flow
Even that bright future , the invites, all that money and
Shit , I don’t even know .
So what brings you here, just let go .
Chasin after that hoe is nothing but work, no ?
Thinkin she’s low pro but all over the place
A girl with no grace sits still with a pretty face
In this case , it’s no race .
Who you think you are ? Miss I-need-space .
Treat me like a queen , shit moreover the slut ace .
This be a mental case ! ” We passed first base . ”
Girl , you just got replaced by a sweet one .
One with manners and no greed , it’s set son .
On the long run , treated you like a princess
Truth is , you ain’t even a beautiful mess .
All you did was dress to impress other boys
Get around , done deal , then transgress .