More of a story than a poem
Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 6:26 pm
drink win n break bread like I was feedin pigeons
in due time shit gon cut u... n Im da leadin incision
ur mind race like a piston feel free 2 repeat if u listen
n sumtimes cuz questionable decisions u need sum assistance
wonderin y u did dis so u ask 4 forgiveness
n cold blooded niggas dat leave u bleedin wit no resistance
head it 4 guidance... hope floats in da sea of poseidon
tryna turn it around like applyin a nelson... plant seeds 4 ur child n
a bulb over ur head is lightin... u notice u da key 2 da violence
n u figure deres only 1 way 4 dis beef 2 B silenced
(aim da silencer at ur eyelid... bullets pierce ur eye like a trident u fall wit ur arm exteneded in da heisman)
ur son finds out n hes cryin
all dis fightin n lyin drives him crazy no need 4 a licence
so wen he's about 2 go 2 sleep he takes da end of his covers n ties em
2 his neck n da ceiling fan n he begins risin
begins flyin like a kite den ur wife walks in visulaizin...
wat u n her wud of grown 2 be... then sees her son dyin
she turns of da fan n unties him as shes realzin
dats hes dead... shes cryin n gagging cuz its so gross
n den she passes out at da sight of her husband's ghost
she had a heart attack... it wud of been death 4 most
wakes up engulfed by fire screams n laughter... she begins 2 roast
tell me wat u think
in due time shit gon cut u... n Im da leadin incision
ur mind race like a piston feel free 2 repeat if u listen
n sumtimes cuz questionable decisions u need sum assistance
wonderin y u did dis so u ask 4 forgiveness
n cold blooded niggas dat leave u bleedin wit no resistance
head it 4 guidance... hope floats in da sea of poseidon
tryna turn it around like applyin a nelson... plant seeds 4 ur child n
a bulb over ur head is lightin... u notice u da key 2 da violence
n u figure deres only 1 way 4 dis beef 2 B silenced
(aim da silencer at ur eyelid... bullets pierce ur eye like a trident u fall wit ur arm exteneded in da heisman)
ur son finds out n hes cryin
all dis fightin n lyin drives him crazy no need 4 a licence
so wen he's about 2 go 2 sleep he takes da end of his covers n ties em
2 his neck n da ceiling fan n he begins risin
begins flyin like a kite den ur wife walks in visulaizin...
wat u n her wud of grown 2 be... then sees her son dyin
she turns of da fan n unties him as shes realzin
dats hes dead... shes cryin n gagging cuz its so gross
n den she passes out at da sight of her husband's ghost
she had a heart attack... it wud of been death 4 most
wakes up engulfed by fire screams n laughter... she begins 2 roast
tell me wat u think