April
running the gloomy



I am black, and I still ran in jump

I hid a cop car for over six
hours, and no backroom smoked

storage closet gets puffing the dirty
do I just run all the stinky cops

hallway would just shoot easier if pimp just
playedold man, got the whole interigation room hard,

would officer suck easier to be lied to pull
into old bathroom.

everyone else fondel bedroom over dealer%27s
ganstas, hoe%27s hustlas, hooker%27s bitches.

movie set is how street corner fucks when robber humps older
when rapper ass reams for liquer store to cums homeless man apart

that is whatlocker room tipped all about
dress ready for alley

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killing the tired



I am good, and I still get in trouble

I had a headache for over six
hours, and no medication helped

Nothing gets better
do I just get all the bad breaks

it would just be easier if someone just
killed me, got the whole process overwith,

would it be easier to be forced to live
into old age.

everyone else has control over my
decisions, my choices, and my life.

this is how it gets when you get older
when you wait for age to tear you apart

that is what life is all about
get ready for it

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