meteorites

i got meteorites soaring in my eyelids . probably afraid his mothers

gon' lose her kids . brothers and sister lean in the broke pit .

meteorites in my eyelids . dead one are coming back again .

 

tupac , marley , shane . shane ain't dead but hid mind is. marley died

holding a dime bag . wrapped in a snag . continuesly they brag ,

about stuff i never had . never owned new jordans . dad said styles

not important . no need for polo horses aeropostale or american

eagle . those things are pure evil . lead me to doing illegal things

without knowing . their pointing , saying those are old , these are

out sold , those bitches are cold , for the gram better pose . or

you'll never ever know . how to be well known for your shoe game

being cold . probably slip a pistol in his pants befor going out on a

rant . your brothers small as an ant . i'm smarter than mr. grant . been

running huh cuz' your panting . my mother was screaming fire one

the side of the road popped tire . acaplla nigga your hired . i don't

try my best to shine . i just wanna be alive . show you that i'm alive .

my brother i'm not kind . mr. marley said not I the person that will

abide . by the rules that he sets by . the meteorites alike . are dead

one with out a mind . to know what the fuck they wan't . non stop

they'll taunt and tell me that i'm gone . not even on their level wake

up at the break of dawn . sensative about my rhymes so don't say it

needs nothing more . throwing me to the ground showing me they

are clowns and showing me you are bound to a nigga out of town .

two years later i can't care no more . emotions tearing apart my soul

emotions i had to let them go . emotions i had to let them go. probably

pick another pose . immortals tie with broken hearts and now that you

know i'm alone you coming back stone for stone . contemplate do or

don't . i won't . i won't take you back or ya' stone . i won't take you back

on your own .

 

i got meteorites soaring in my eyelids . probably afraid his mothers

gon' lose her kids . brothers and sister lean in the broke pit .

meteorites in my eyelids . dead one are coming back again .

 

started off getting bullied . no idea what i'm pulling . probably punch

her brother down now just for looking . put a pistol now to her pussy .

confused on if the bullet . has blow off her clit . pussy nigga is not a

pitt . no nuts and small dick . long clit and no titts . the bitch said i

couldn't spit . now i'm spitting ice farther . smoking ice and cold water .

you try but don't bother . can't love my own father . because he is not

important . i'm sorry for not holding emotion like slim shady . fucking

you is too crazy for me to say even maybe . sexual interactions making

you seem shady . people say that i'm lazy . just like people say that you

hasty . rhymes filled with hate when i'm feeding my nigga Tate . nigga

open the gate . my nigga grab you a plate .