this one goes out ta baby girl Jeanine/
mom's was a fean/
who had the daughter support the mother at the age of 15/
at night she used to dream/
of seein herself on the Hollywood screen/
didn't have a second ta study/
she had to work in order ta support her mother and her buddy/
uglies what she saw every time she closed the front door/
thinking ta herself/
when eighteen she's gone for shore/
but she dident have time/
mothers buddy wanted to explore/
Jeanine wasn't strong enough ta fight back/
an her mother chose ta ignore/
the whorer going on with her baby girl/
to drugged up ta see/
that Jeanine's alone in this world/
so the transformation ofa beautiful heart/
to a broken one would resume/
until a rainy day when she had a plan/
for um when he stepped in her room/
payback for life he planted in her womb/
she coped a gun earlier that afternoon/
he opened up the door/
she scoop in threw the zoom/
she wasn't gonna take it anymore/
final sounds ofa broken heart ended with a boom/
BOOM!
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A COMMEN STORY
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Posted 2 years ago #
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this one goes out to poverty boy pat/
a good kid/
but a copycat/
who wanted ta reenact/
television gangstas/
glamorizing street combat/
so he wore his hat tilted to da back/
crooked on the side/
met up witha crew/
who'd thought they'd let him ride/
now he's filled up with misguided pride/
lost inside/
absolutely no chance of returnin/
to the talker now that he's learnin/
killin with some crack's ok/
its a part of money earnin/
disregarded all his friends/
broke connections with his fam/
now connected to the corner where he stands/
loyal to his brand/
doing almost anything that they ever request/
so the kings in control/
decided they wanted give a test/
pat was ready for whateva they decided to suggest/
so they told him to go where another leader laid at night to rest/
an put him to sleep/
he felt happy like on top of the world ready to reap/
pulled up on the house/
couple men deep/
feeling invincible he told his fleet/
stay in the jeep/
jumped out/
started ta creep/
with every movement of his feet/
the faster his heart would start to beat/
opened up the door/
just to see a gun pointed at his skull/
toke a deep breath of regrets/
as the finger gave a pull/Posted 2 years ago # -
whoa. my eyes are stinging like that menthol crap is in them ahah..
are those storries true? about your friends?.
you are very good at what you do..Posted 2 years ago # -
no i made them up kinda though those are the kind of things that happen very often
Posted 2 years ago # -
This one goes out to a broken down lady,
Who fell in love with a man who was quite shady.
She never thought much of herself at all,
so she let this man run her life she felt so small.
She never understand the relationship between a woman and a man
From a young age her mind was corrupted and thats where it began.
She was beaten and raped and called all kinds of names,
But she never held it against him she thought she was the one to blame.
She took all his rude comments and believe all his lies,
She at times wanted to leave but couldnt say goodbye.
So she took all the hits and claimed all the scars,
She could never leave his side... she could never wander to far.
She would cry and the pain became to much,
the evil in his eyes and the cold in his touch.
She couldnt take it anymore the pain was to deep,
Never wanting to close an eye, she was afraid to sleep.
One morning she woke up with feeling hopeless and in despair,
She no longer wanted to live, she no longer had a reason to care.
She grabbed the gun that her boyfriend kept in the home,
She contemplated for a minute and then pushed in against her dome
She started to cry and her hands started to shake,
One pull of the trigger to take away the pain and heartache.Posted 2 years ago # -
respect MoMAtik
Posted 2 years ago #
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