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Date Posted: 05:06:20 02/18/03 Tue
Author: Baby Boy
Subject: My Story

Hmmm.....Hmmmmm
Now let me clear my throat a little,
Because you've heard my words but you don't know,
Anything about me,
Where I grew up, Where I learned to rhyme,
All these people around me,
They be runnin outa time,
Coz as every day gets past my life gets worse,
AS they piss me off,
One by one,
I look at my list and i tick them off,
Even if I don't do it I'm a see them die,
Eventually,
I'm a make you beg for me,
If you talk the talk,
but can't walk with me,
Eventually,
I'm a make you see,
What a life like this be,
When its hardly a life at all,
I'm in the park playing ball,
But when its over and the homies go home,
I ain't got no place to go,
I walk around all night,
So I don't get mugged,
Because I'm white,
They think im rich,
The truth is I ain't got shit,
Now all I hear is this talk of war,
I heard on the radio and on TV I saw,
The President of these states united,
talking about whats got the world so divided,
I don't see what there is left to argue,
i say drop a bomb and let it all be through,
On their country that smells so bad,
Put me in a ring wit Bin Laden and id kick his ass,
I'd show him where i am there ain't no class,
And when he died,
I'd sit his ass,
In the electric chair and watch him fry,
For what he did,
Because somehow we were all affect-id,
And that Saddam he's insane,
Telling us how he can take the world,
I know he be in that palace dressing like a girl,
I'd love to see his face if i had my gun at his head,
He'd run and try to move,
But im to focused im in my groove,
I'm to good i can't lose,
I'd just pull the trigger,
And watch his head split in two,
One for America and One for me,
Then the hero of this nation i would be,
Finally they would listen and id stem the tide,
Of this racial hatred,
Because apart from them faggots this world be sacred,
And everyone knows that a life is privilege,
not a right,
Thats why for my country id stand and fight,
For a world where there is no debates,
Why can't we all agree,
To live in harmony,
I would throw away my glock,
and let my life be free,
of this worry that the federal agency,
be giving me,
every murder there is points to me,
The truth is they all self defense,
I just wanna get offa these streets and outa this tent,
but i can't afford to have a rent,
it seems like the world is hell bent on destroying me,
but on the edge i decree,
I dunno if i can take this crap,
I'm like a Mike Tyson turning to rap,
These people watch you,
They won't say it but they want you to just snap,
so they can be entertained,
But i try to refrain but i live for the moment,
Even when it becomes a torment,
I'm too good for a category,
Now its over, thats my story.

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