Move On 2010Nov30

Move On

Stop lying to yourself, it's only gonna make you mad
Be honest with yourself, I'm the best you had
don't see how she blew every chance that she ever had
Forced to settle cause I'm the one you'll never have
Within your reach but u just can't quite grab
You hate yourself and haze yourself
You a lightweight All that drinking is bad for your own health
Astigmatism got my vision of the future a lil blurry
But you ain't in it I ain't even worried
What we had is dead buried 
So stop waiting on me my plane's gone 
You dead wrong your train bout to leave you 
I suggest you hurry
Pictures were torn and fire erased so many memories
To the point theres no proof that we were lovers friends or enemies
No apologies I won't be there in the next life
Heaven only knows where I'll be in the afterlife
I'm sick of this I'm moving on with my life 
with every bit of my might

New Shit 2010Nov26

I heard women want a piece of me, 
I call it slice but minus kimbo
Bitch or lady broad or a bimbo
Gotta know go downtown and give me good throat
Can't have a broad with a ass on her back that isn't fat
I'ma real nigga I don't care if u shave it's all the same when I beating that putty tat
I like the type that'll jump my bone and wear out the bed springs
Get and Hit the spot and she screams like a banshee
Surprise me I ain't u was a super soaka
I'm persistent Ima kick game till I get to poke~ya
From the chase to your face 
I'm giving you a taste
Next thing we know yours legs are wrapped around my waist
Bang boom zoom skeet
We soaring into space
Time flies whenever you slapping thighs
It's all over before you realize
Hours into mins mins become secs
You dealing with a pro you don't know who effed wit
Best stuff on earth as if snapple just blessed it
Yeah I know you heard it before this the best dick
So don't knock it till I rock it heard tweeted it
She tell friends like gurl that nigga aint shit 
but yeah he got that good dick 
Uhhh

Spark 2010Nov25

Chorus:
A spark of insanity, 
Or one of genius
But like your girls mouth (chick's ass),
I'm on my own penis
Keep them locked up,
Like my skeletons and secrets
I walk a thin line 
One of insanity, one of ingenious

Verse 1:
Somedays I sit and think of ways for me to get rich
Others days I think of ways that I can kill shit
You know kill a nigga kill a verse kill a bitch
Kill bottle fuck a model till I kill her switch
Pen knife gat or dick you know I'm on some killa shit
Used to keep some goodie in a wrap money in a stack
If you didnt know Yeah thats a fact
lights out, hoods up, hoodies on when I rap
I loved the life 
I admit there are times that I miss the life
You know the life
The hood life 
we never say good life 
here cuz it ain't a fuckin movie life

Hook:
Head high cap low, 
walking round with a big heart
Insane or genius Neither and both 
Nicca I am crazy smart

Chorus:
A spark of insanity, 
Or one of genius
But like yours girls mouth (chick's ass),
I'm on my penis
Keep them locked up,
My skeletons and secrets
I walk a thin line 
One of insanity, one of ingenious

Me and My Blues

How do you think it feels, 
Not being accepted by your sisters' family
No Parent teacher days but moms always working
And I'm in corner looking at all the happy families
They complaining bout parents,
I tell shut up at least you got your mom and daddy
You whined about your tommys
My clothes are fucking hand-me's
You fuck up your new nikes, 
wore em with your church socks
Nigga I felt the street rocks through my socks and my rebox
I was kid with the nappy hair on welfare
Acting tough and like I didn't care
Beyond broke motherfucker yeah I been there
Cry myself to sleep with my sisters 
I was 8 knowing that this world wasn't fair
Best years on my life 
but I'll be damned that I'll ever go back there
Harsh realities didn't hit me till now,
And now that Im older
I know That point in time made weez colder and bolder
Before puberty I held the world on my shoulders
They say I have no sympathy
And that i Lack empathy 
I say that people aren't understanding me
size 11 wide you can't fit my shoes
I've been a jazz man,
But this is me and my blues

Pops

Dave dropped the leakage
and I heard niggas was getting squeemish
Till I was 25,
thought I was the oldest of Mom's 3 kids
Now it's scratch that and go back
i was the oldest of pops' 6 kids
Do the math add it up and that's 7 siblings
I got unresolved problems
and it'll be that way until me and my father settle things
I've been one to waste time
But All I really want is just some face time
I want to look at the features to see where I got mine
Mom said looking at me
is like looking at him back in his prime
So I guess that reminds her
of some better times
Why can't I have my own
little piece of mind
Why can't we Set up a meeting
so we can stand eye to eye
Look at ya eldest son as I'm 25
But now I met 2 sisters
Trying to find the other 2 and my lil brother
Wish I could make up for lost time
Chan and Wai, Bri and Ti
I got your back till the day that I die
And the other three
One day we'll be united
Like one big fucked up family