1000 thoughts parody
Current mood: numb
i seen her in my dreamz at most every othernight
but these nite terrors be my every nite's fight
not talkin bout a bytch , talkin bout my seed
dead mariel sed dont trust nuthin dat bleed
foe seven days, n i dont die
in heaven she reside , so nightly i cried
why....
pac....
why?
n my heart turn black cold n made of dat gran-nit
i try to open up for a girl/ i cant dammit
i tried to open up for a girl/ tried bein nice
but she played me like i play herbs wen i roll dice
i tried bein a nice guy, but she got scare'd
pac sed bein a nice guy, get u no where
so i back bein stone cold, bangin cokehoes
n im dey last step befoe dey dwell dopeholes
oh no!
U KNOW?
u dont?
den ill let u hear it
my hart black hard like lucifer spirit
im sick of argue'in
left permanent scars on my heart , but dey dun healed
but scar tissue hurts when tats hit it , n still
stranglin myself when i try to sleep
try to tink positive but negative it creep
like try'in to think of an angel
devil taps my cerebellum like bogengels
feet shakin like my hands do dat
where da fuk was my lady when i blew crack
no know where she at
no where to be found like tha luv dat we had
not, knife to my chest n she wanted to stab
hieneken bottles at my dome, n all i can do, shake hurup
love relationships so fake like hair n makeup
oh!
so wanted happy home like tupac songs
but i cant hold on to hope, cuz life aint so long
seen a girl in a dream, n she gots my hart
but i never seen her, so my love be in da dark
Sunday, April 2, 2006
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