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Date Posted: 03:03:05 10/17/02 Thu
Author: MeCCA
Subject: LIFE

my lifes in a down fall stage just full of rage/ likie im trapped inside a cage/ a cage full of lies despise and pain/ no gain just struggle tryin to juggle/ lifes everyday problems suicides the only wat to solve em/ people revolve em into misfits thats how kids end up with slit wrists/ maybe ill go terrorist and strap a bomb to my chest man fuck the rest/ i cant deal with life and my soon to be wife/ soon to be just me and she/ but then he gets in the middle life is like a riddle/ never fugured out just triggered out by the movement of a finger/ i let people linger on my back until i hear my neck go crack/ then i explode this rage onto this page/ with a pencil u can stencil out ur thoughts/ everything in the past goes by fast/ im growing up plus blowing up on my elders and people im supposed to respect/ they should protect me from what they saying/ but its like im invincible because of the way i dress and talk/ shit this aint the 80's old people are crazy/ its a new millenium of music to influence the youth/ to pick up the mic and step in the booth and drop some knowledge maybe go to college/ parents look at u like ur small but when ur famous they take the fall/ u dont suffer just get tuffer from frustration from facing / ur fears releasing ur tears cuz they been building up inside/ u try to hide the fact that ur emotions are runnin crazy from being held in for so long/ so u pick up the pistol put ur finger on the trigga cock it back u popped it black damn

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