Sunday, February 22, 2009, 2/22/2009 11:58:00 PM
Gotta get it right
Gotta get it right
WIth the inner self you must fight
Stripped on tights
Walking with might
To somewhere thats bright
To somewhere with greater heights
Jumped and fell
Hit da bell
Damn its pain like hell
Locked in the cell of living hell
Yelled and yelledÂ
Wanting to get well
A story to tell
With a mouth that smells
Hah? Save it
And yeah save it
Dun speak
Dun even have the cheek to speak
Little did you know that you will be a freak that creak
Dun be weak but learn to be meek
Hang out with the right cliques
Not with the right chicks
Abandon all tricks to avoid pricks
Thats sick
Thats sick
Gotta learn quick
Dun wanna see people bleed
Its time that Shady stands to all his mistakes
And no re takes or intakes
But amends and not to laments
