Martin !

Youre all I ever wanted
Youre all I ever needed
So tell me what to do now cause, I want you back

Its hard to say Im sorry
Its hard to make the things I did undone

A lesson Ive learned too well for sure
So dont hang up the phone now

Im trying to figure out just what to do
Im going crazy without you.........

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats.
Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin
I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed.
Loging into game, trying to find my friends but they blowing in the wind.
Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise
Me quit this sh1t, no point playing for me anymore

Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up

You pay your taxes, you pay the rent, till you haven't got a cent
It's the law of the jungle, if you got the hunger
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Just hold on to what you got (hold on, hold on), just live it to the last drop
You can't help it, you just can't stop
Betrayed, yeah, life's a bitch, so just don't feel
Betrayed, no, you ain't the only one who's been betrayed, betrayed

Stone cold and all alone, and you're wearin' everything you own
They bare your flesh and strip your soul, but underneath you got a heart of gold
Just hold on to what you got (hold on, hold on)

Betrayed, you ain't satisfied, I know you feel betrayed
You ain't crucified, so just get real, betrayed, betrayed

You are white Jim so dont try to rap plz.

2pac wrote:

You are white Jim so dont try to rap plz.

This is no rap maka
L2feel the music

I'm here to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya
Think you alla that just cause she let a nigga toss her
It's like a motherfuckin priveledge
So don't give up your conversation, give that bitch your 7 digits
When she call ya, ask that tramp whassup
And if she hesitate, nigga hang up, worrrd up
And let that bitch meditate to the dial tone
And call me when you're ready to bone, and it's on



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I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If Martin steps up, I'm smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill

And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for
Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door

Only makas quote themselves

Starkey wrote:

Only makas quote themselves

Indeed £> Jade <3

" We shall not be moved ".

Still they dont get it.
i will quote again cause instead of gangsters i talk to retards

U can write a testament, u'r a dead meat now Jim.

Abujahal wrote:

Jade <3

Eat sh1t fag