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Date Posted: 22:37:23 01/12/03 Sun
Author: styliztik.....aka...quote
Author Host/IP: user53.net095.fl.sprint-hsd.net /
Subject: *****************FUK em/IT**************** the upcoming solo track from yours truly

seems life is a fast twitch, a blink from realism
i seal visions in scrolls, now my mind moves like a rolls
patrollin the globe searchin fo mo' lost souls like my own
i find them impaled wit pins of gold, wearin thorny crowns of platinum,
i war wit my back to them, seein realms untapped, i feel unmatched to posters who get hung up wit a pin tack
my limbs hatched, a plan of get back
but as my mind gets wiser it still dims black, Im gettin old
energy no longer sets in my bones,
i gotta put every drip i can wring outta this lobe
and set it in poems
DONT LET ME DIE A FAILURE!! cuz i failed to stick to tha road
dickin these hoes used to be "fresh" but now i reminesce
when i use to sit, wit my lips pressed to tha phone, tellin em how much they were missed, but really i was missin they breasts and when the feelins grew cold,
so did my tone, left em alone
my heads was on roam,
now im caught between a dream n a life of stress
having sights of death, my rights unkempt, MY LIFES A MESS---hall
remember when i used to wish, i would GET- TALL
dreamin of a banquet where id GET- CALLED
wit a garment, stained wit my name and a number
but then....

FUK IT fuk it, FUK EM fuk em (this life dont mean the world to me)
FUK IT fuk it, FUK EM fuk em (this life has been so cold to me)
FUK IT fuk it, FUK EM fuk em (someone's been exploitin me)
FUK IT fuk it, FUK EM fuk em (someones gonna have to go to blows wit me)

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