Words...

Tanochi Tres wrote:

ChoklatPoet wrote:

Riley Freeman wrote:

Don't know wether to call it a rap, poetry or just words on paper but this is somethin' i wrote awhile ago before i decided to go back to school... I could have blamed my father, But I knew I was failing myself Cuz only thing i was into was sellin' the melt couldn't talk to nobody, about the the hell that i felt so i walked with a .38 and extra shells by my belt I had click...If u crossed them, you crossed us then they crossed me so i lost friends and lost trust almost got robbed, reached for the gun and he bust I got grazed...so i cocked back and he got shot in the leg My whole life growing up, i knew alot for my age I stopped dukin' it out and became accustomed to shootouts Couldn't live by rules, so i left mom dukes house never meant to hurt her, but i just had to let the truth out I ran the streets wild, seemed like they had adopted me i fvcked up my flip money, i was playin' the game sloppily got back on top and older females started jockin' me the sooner i got my weight up, the more they felt like lockin' me but a couple months I got free, Bettered my knowledge position started putting the drug money towards my college tuition conversated with god and got more involved in religion

Will you be my husband lol

A luv of my own wrote:

I'm feelin u.

ChoklatPoet wrote:

Riley Freeman wrote:

Don't know wether to call it a rap, poetry or just words on paper but this is somethin' i wrote awhile ago before i decided to go back to school... I could have blamed my father, But I knew I was failing myself Cuz only thing i was into was sellin' the melt couldn't talk to nobody, about the the hell that i felt so i walked with a .38 and extra shells by my belt I had click...If u crossed them, you crossed us then they crossed me so i lost friends and lost trust almost got robbed, reached for the gun and he bust I got grazed...so i cocked back and he got shot in the leg My whole life growing up, i knew alot for my age I stopped dukin' it out and became accustomed to shootouts Couldn't live by rules, so i left mom dukes house never meant to hurt her, but i just had to let the truth out I ran the streets wild, seemed like they had adopted me i fvcked up my flip money, i was playin' the game sloppily got back on top and older females started jockin' me the sooner i got my weight up, the more they felt like lockin' me but a couple months I got free, Bettered my knowledge position started putting the drug money towards my college tuition conversated with god and got more involved in religion

Man this Sh*t is the Sh*t I had to come back and read it again .. Now I saiiiiiiiiiid will .. u be my husband!