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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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You don’t know what I feel inside One way you and me are down on the same track You all whack for you plan is out of my legacy Chasingme and my dreams out of my life While you doing my wife, bleeding me this strife, I am about to make you feel this life long drill No lieutenant to report for you work for none I let you know how it all relates and dealing Your fate in one day as I am the delivered Carrying out my sentence creeping in the night As the reaper with my beeper blowing up Know what that means Time’s up and you about to be brought down I alone handle this crown chasin your ass out of bound You hear this sound click and clock, fired a shot In this act I am caught Fired nther and you holler You warrant me a life in jail with not bail My planned to end all failed and You remained out there free Leavin me in this hell hole Buried live…. Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
Hip hop? this is far out. Where have you been posting? Welcome to the "quiet corner" lol the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
You feel that stuff? Check out Open Poetry #20 and Dark Passions..Latez. Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) |
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