This Life
BACK IN THE DAY, WHEN I WAS YOUNG IM NOT A KID ANYMORE
BUT SOME DAYS I WISH I WAS A KID AGAIN. BECAUSE BACK IN THOSE DAYS
YOU HAD FRIENDS THAT WAS REAL AND WHEN TIMES WAS BAD THEY WOULD FEEL WHAT
YOU WAS FEELING.
NOT LIKE TODAY STILL ALOT OF DEALING
WALK DOWN THE STREET AND NOT WORRY ABOUT BEING KILLED
LIFE IS SHORT IT WILL FLY AWAY LIKE A KITE
GOING STUPID, DUMB, AND HYPHY THESE DAYS IS JUST NOT RIGHT.
WITH THAT HYPE THEY ON TODAY BE SO DEEP INTO THE GAME
INSTEAD HEY HOW YOU GOING!! IT'S WHATS THAT YOU CLAIM?
I COULD REP MY TURF FAST BUT IM GONE FEEL THAT PAIN
THESE DAYS TO THE LAST DAYS THEY JUST AINT THE SAME.
LOOSING LOVED ONE'S OVER NOTHING MAN U KNOW THATS WACK
IF I COULD TURN BACK THE HANDS OF TIME I'D THROW THESE YEARS RIGHT BACK
INSTEAD OF CONSINTRATING ON HOW TO BE A BETTER FIGURE
THEY CONSINTRATING ON HOW TOO PULL THAT TRIGGER.
NOW SOME GONE SAY I WRONG BUT YOU KNOW IM REAL
OUT HERE SELLING YOUR SOUL TO THE DEVIL FOR THAT 2 FOR 1 DEAL
NO LET YOUR MIND BE PUT TO REST AND TRY TO BE YOUR BEST
BECAUSE IF NOT YOUR GONNA NEED A BULLET PROOF VEST....
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO MY LIL COUSIN MICHAEL RANDOLP ( REST IN PEACE) AND
ALSO TO THE REST OF MY FAMILY, AND FRIENDS IN OAKLAND CA, and all over the world.
god bless u all.
Copyright © Lyrick Slaughter | Year Posted 2010
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