Wednesday, December 22, 2010

With Gunz a blazin...

I shot and dont miss, my aim is lethal... you'd rather feel my pistol than see my gun... I give you a chance to make amends get back on the right track so we dont have to go through this shit again... But a good main I thought you were... you fooled me and you couldnt run, walk, hop, skip, or jump back like YOU said you could...A MAN you said you were, and one who would love me to the end of time, but my bullets found your demise... I gave you chance after chance to bring me the goods... Instead over again you lied to me, spitting in the cup I drank from... you stole my shit after you hit that small lick, its not the money Im concerned with, its the shit you pulled... and for that There is no times over, and my hands feel no remorse for the corpse that I blew into you... It makes me a little sad that my heart is stone cold... But once made of flesh you pireced it to stone.... No more I say and I wanna put my guns away.... So I shot the shadow of my past in hopes to come with terms with the reflections of now... With my life in my hands I will stop but not with the help of man or that of you... But when my mind is completely anew....

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