5 days a week, 6 hours a day.
5 hours of working, 1.5 total we can lay...
*The War*
Two countries fighting...
*go's out to mi carnalito marcus*
close ur eyes mi carnalito...
Chillin with the homiez
in the caddilac...
The way that you touched me sent tears to my eyes.
I was only 10, i didnt know ny better...
Look at me and tell me what you see,
Cause when i see me i see pain...
If i cut myself
would you think i am Emo...
You say that you are much happier now
being held in another's arms...
If playas gonna play you better not play me
Cause I'll kick your a** to the curb tell you how...
I wrote this poem a few years ago about this...
[It wouldn't let me post it anywhere else...
F'uck you Miss America
F'uck your f'ucking guns...
At first i made you my priority
i would promise to keep you near...