Got bored and decided to write a sappy gangsta rap song...
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"Lament(poursum)"
Wakin up in da mornin, gotta get into town, you callin up my phone, sayin shits going down, grab the ounce from my dresser, tell you "on the way", get my glock and load it, another fucked up day in tha hood, I cant explain the loss of time, when I got there, dat image still haunts my mind, my fucking homeboy, my mother fucking brothah, I held you in my arms just like a mothah, should I blam god? To busy blamin myself, lamentin for my brothah, I'll blame everybody else, I cant forget that day, I lost my friend, niggas for life, I cant believes yours end..
[some kind of symphony with violins and a church choir]
I remember way back, back in the day, sittin in school, gettin bad grades, but we was happy, didnt care for a thing, and we hads us, before there was a gang, I can still remember when you first got head, closed your eyes and told me "gonna mary dat bitch" and you did, shes cry next to me as your boxs gets lower then dirt, and I think about all the times you was there for me, a tear in my eyes I was to blind to see, dat we where tight, and nothing could take us down, when the hood started gettin to wild, we got scared and bought our selfs some nines, the next thing I knew we had crew, and that was all because of you.
[The church choir thing again]
i cant look back at a day dat we dont miss you, your girl had a daughter, its your baby too, shes got your eyes n' ears, I hope you lookin down on us when the sun is shinin, cuz we looking up at you every time we dinin, my number one nigga, I cant believe your gone, gotta keep myself strong cuz I know that what you want, but I miss you, I'd give up everything just to hear voice one more time, I'm just so guilty inside, I know your grave should be mine, my nigga, I smile, hoping my day will come.
Here I will explain music, sub culture, and my own personal life.
About Me
- Fuzzy Machine
- My name is Dion Williams (A.K.A. Fuzzy Machine). I find my self kindled by the fashion, music and life style of the average industrialist. I leaned onto this life style, just to give it a peak and I found my self being swallowed whole. I know this is where I belong. And I know this is where I'll stay. So that I am, amongst the many, just another RivitHead.
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