Dfl On the Time
the breathe will be cut
i write in live from my hut
i swim with my words
you fight yourself against these worlds
my ambition is to become a boss
too many have fallen down
now our pain we have known
king of the town
my thug wish to be
kiss the life baby
kiss my rhymes shady
the world turn too fast
i run in my past.
god is the human apologize
to excuse his bad act
he refuses the reality of his fact
my brother is still in his cockpit
he thinks about his proper hit
that's why we ride on
we want the cash money on
the table and a ho to be gone
the blood on the floor like the water
the cry of the poor mother
no respect for the sister
and they are here still real nigga
still real gangsta
peace for the world
peace in my word
Copyright © Desire Lahoui | Year Posted 2006
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