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seconds is rushin my life is endin im lovin nothin but my own self
soul evaporating im a demon relyin on my own help...
who killed my dreams my own self with needles and pipes
feedin me hype injectin the light gettin heated at sight
i come from robbery horror gun shots and drugs
the devils robbin me of happiness i live a drug life its loved
fienes walkin the streets pushin carriages and cans
the hood conducts cokes marriages wit man...
nose gone everyline i took was for every dead homie
i use to be a scrub on the block now every head know me
i'll take my heart throw it n strt kickin till its ripped apart sittin
on the dropped surface, cant connect wit the good Like cables
not work...

This ain`t Even Really a Poem ..
it`s More Of a Drop Thing anythin` ..
When U Writin` Poems U Gotta Use artistic Words ..
& Use Some Real Deep Metaphors ..
i Don`t Even Know How Tha Title Fits Wit Tha Poem yo` ..
But it`s Koo` For a Key ..
Not Too Hot For a Poem ..
`1 ..

This One is a Lil Bit More Of a Poem ..
i Liked Tha Multies ..
Everythin` Flow Pretty Well ..
Fell Off a Lil in Tha Middle ..
But This Was Better Than Tha Last One ..

Good Lookin Out Boss Man LOL