Haters Everywher I Go
SEE AS I SPIT MY RHYMES TYPING AS MY THOUGHTS ARE RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND,
WONDERING THE OTHER WAY AROUND ABOUT HOW MY HATERS GONNA STOP ME THIS
TIME .BUT INSTEAD I GOT MY HEAD HELD UP HIGH AS I DUST THE DIRT OFF MY
SHOULDERS TRYNA FIND THE MAIN REASON WHY.BUT MY BODY POSURE HAD TO LET THEM
HATERS KNOW, AND YEAH THIS GEORGIA GURL UNTIL SHE DIE WILL ALWAYS REMAIN AS A
SOLDIER.HATERS TO MY LEFAND I GOT THEM TO MY RIGHT,IM TRYNA EXSCAPE THEM BUT
IT AINT TURNING OUT RIGHT.I STARTED TO COUNT DOWN 5,4,3,2,1,AND AS THOUGH I
BLINKED MY EYES JUST ONCE AND ALL MY ENEMIES WAS GONE.......
Copyright © India Cuyler | Year Posted 2009
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