Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
Depression, was tha Feeling of a Lost Soul,
Affection, was tha Healing that We All Know
Suppression, Leads ta Sealing up our Sorrow
Deja Vu', of Tranquil' ta Pain Fillz...my Painfull Mistakes Taken
Able ta Formulate a Formation of Formula's that Form for Makin...
nowadays my Thread seem's Vacant, Call it Fate, or Destiny we Facin'
Death indefinetely Keep's Chasein' every Vessel that Breathes no Fakin'
Put that on Everything, Esspecially Since tha Devil Be Prayin''
that we grab da Metal n Aim It, at each other's Mentals then Bang It
so Fuck You and all that Sentimental Mess ya Sayin', Bless My Pages
Stress be Dangerous, so if u Stressing on tha Faintest of tha Faint
u gonna Faint like u Sank in tha Pavement, fuck Swag...Such Hate..
will get you a One Way ticket ta meeting my Blunt Blade no Blood Stain's
ta catch up wit me like i'm Racin',