speakin on all this war shit, this was one of my first posts on the siccness. it's really long, but not finished. talks about the war on terrorism and how the east coast still hates the west coast at a time when everyone loved america cause it was the cool thing to do at the time and everyone was putting flags on their cars and shit. check it
I'm only twomp yearsold/and at this age i can die happy/ grab me, shank me, or have me blasted that shit just fukin makes me laugh/I'm slappin rappers back into the days when we would call it cappin/lappin muthafuckas around this mothafuckin gangsta track/ alas, the wack is pointed out, east coast isn't bouyant now, knuckle up and be a man, this shit ain't for the juveniles/ and what about?, this shit going down, my mean mug on frown, are we gonna burn those muslims into the radioactive ground?/i bet they got that plan for me/ cause of christianity/ would i die for G-O-D?/ damn right i would so please believe/ that gangsta's still gangsta if gangsta doesn't even wanna be/whether scraps or 14's or army, we all fukin gotta be/ a lotta me/ wants to se, how afghans and saudi's, be fukkin crying and shouting, when guts exit their body/ you can talk alot of shit about me, i'm not givin a fuck, military or not, I'm still flamin it up/ red chucks and ben davis, i know you watch in amazement, but just like wood in times square, i'm gone fukkin always display this/it's alot more than apparel, so bitch please be aware of, that we gangstas out here, on the left side of america/ terror hit close to home, you didn't suffer alone, but if cali it happened in cali first, think they'd offer a loan?/ so i'm a let it be known, before we get on the phone, to help send help to middle easterners, we should help our own/ if california was burning, we'd see their head slowly turning, and slowly, surely i learning, that the whole future looks murky/ so here i'm constantly working, to show everyone that, that not everyone in california's, hippies and fags/we real people with feelings, look past the killing and stealing, i only retaliate, when it's fukkin my cap they're peeling/ i never hurt any innocents, just scraps representin shit, these words ain't for me you bitch, it's for all of our bastard kids/ according to statistics it's a shame that i'm livin this, so as preventative maintainence, i'm grabbin all of my extra clips/ an exorcist, couldn't take the evil up out me, but i hear Jesus speakin it, "you won't make it without me"/ well Lord, what are my choices, but now i hear no more voices, all i hear are gunshot noises,but i'm still clear calm and i'm poised/ poisoned thoughts, saw it off, as the nation turns the other cheek, a week is all we need, in the street, for catastrophy/ i speak for X-I-V and the heat on the side of me,we'll see if it's the mothafukkin way that i die/paralyzed, below eyes, the only 2 things i fear, between God and a wheelchair, Lord take me up there/ I repent for my sins, if i could go ahead and begin, if i could start it all over, i would to see the homies again......................................................
