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Life is fast sometimes slow on path marked for chains with a soul with nothing to gain.the pain hurts and it burns deep.Trying to find my path on the streets.in this life filled with up's and downs trying to find gold in this forsaken town
If my family new the things I due they would probably turn there back on me.Its too late for crying now.Its time to turn this smile to a frown.And make a way for me to live now.
The get down is real.The game is fast.No slowing down.Its time to turn this city up side down.
No mercy no disrespect no clowns and definitely no sintchs no broken rules.hold your head up high and get ready to go on a dangerous ride.all gas no breaks control my fate.Im a animal it's time to sit at the table and make my plate killed are be killed are get ate.
Where the concert jungle test your fate.what a life perading around with a knife and a gun.dressed to kill just for fun
In Black with a hoodie on looking for someone I can come up on quick cash rules the streets thugs and thievs.Hoodlums and crips push a hard line trying to devour the empire before my life exspires.
Dark streets filled with love and hate.what a place for me to stay.locked in a maze with no openings.lost souls bound for hell In every way.
My spirt slips away farther from God everyday.A sinner I am but I'm A child Of God.Trying to beat the odds so I'm on my nees now asking God to forgive me for my sins.A mortel man asking God to hold my hand so I can a blessed man...
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Freeman Bolden
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UNSUPPORTED CODE Only time can help me now.Time is wasting so dam fast ,that the hour glass is running out fast.
Why this way,Must I lay to waste.In a world with no respect.And the evil ones run this place.With out no faith.
We will surly see the end of time when,Armageddon takes us all before are time.Only the Lord could help us out this time.
In a world so cold.And the government is really bold
Telling us lies about are rights. And there is no divide,
Between what is wrong and what is right.
Why must we sit back and practice all this hate.When we are all born to die.Because where a race born into sin. From the beginning of are existence.Locked in a place called earth.In a earthly cage.Trapped in a earthly body until the end
What a test we must take to really believe in faith.And get out of this place.
God why are we born into a life with out no real guide line of how to walk right.Look but don't touch why such a fuss,About what we love.
Some of us are really touched about life and death.Dont stress about the time you have left just play your hand. Close to your chess, and stay ahead of the rest.
And don't think about death and the time you have left.This isn't the end so open your heart and find the perfect time to pray for your life.
Because you'll never know how much time you have left.On a earth thats such a test.The morning sun,God and his Glory,The lamb of Judah, and Noah's ark,Muhammed,And Adam and Eve.Lilth and Solomon & David and Goliath. Job & Matthew, Mark,Luke and John What a story loved by most but don't forget about the holy ghost.So slow your row before it's time to go.
So pray for your family and your wife and kids that you will surly live out the rest of your time in eternity with The Lord. UNSUPPORTED CODE
Copyright © Poet Master | Year Posted 2017
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