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They call it LSRCR
The home of SAMP
When you start to play it
You shut down the lamp

OK IM DONE IM GETTING OUT OF THIS BITCH BEFORE I GET BEATEN UP K BYE

laki4006 wrote:

They call it LSRCR
The home of SAMP
When you start to play it
You shut down the lamp

OK IM DONE IM GETTING OUT OF THIS BITCH BEFORE I GET BEATEN UP K BYE

lol well if you say so XD

Hard core cause I can never go soft beatn you up and burning down your loft I got molotovs stashed in the croft, before you know it you picture would be cropped in the funrel you attend only you're the star of the show in the dead mans ottity, prodigy, I'm droppin so many niggas it's like winning the lottery. Betting with your life and I just can't lose before you know it your family is singing the blues cause one of those bodies is capital y.o.u, I ain't trippin when I'm dissing your rhymes, the stuff you create ain't worth a dime it's just as sour as lemon & lime, but you're lucky that I ain't got the time so you'll live one more day but don't think you can stay cause I own the town and the place you remain.

I was waiting for this to get bumped.

I'm a fat censored and ya know this, but the gangsta ass niggas won't show this, eat a hamburger in a minute, two bites down and I'm in it to win it, one ain't enough, two is to low, I eat all the food that they have in the store, but I ain't poor when the money rolls in I'm coming for more, I eat so much I can't fit thru the door.




Lol I thought id switch up and make a parody because why not.

Infected

Never asked for life, it's a war I'm forced to fight, darkness never reaching the light because fuck that shit it's bright. I don't wanna live, so everything I have I give, till they can't take no more, why the hell was I born? Both my parents torn apart, when they fought it broke my growing heart, I was only ten, I still have wounds that need to mend, No one at school I can befriend. My skin color is the only reason, acting like I committed an act of treason. Couldn't go without a fight, I was never in the "right" because I am white. I ask why does it matter? They can't even give a fucking answer! Now I'm mad and filled with hate, fuck life nothing I can appreciate, you wanna help too bad you're fucking late. When I needed it I was told to wait. All I can do is watch, The anger inside is taking over, cutting people down like a lawnmower. I just hate me, is there someone else I can be? Let this soul flee for all eternity and let me rest in peace.

That is a poem about my life back then, contains real stuff too.


The story behind it is that my parents fought a lot than broke up, I went to a racist elementary and middle school (until I moved out of Florida) and when I needed help I was put off by just about everyone or given the wrong kind of help.


Often if anything happened it was me who got in trouble (no matter what) so after a while I stopped caring about all that. The title is called infected because I was infected by my anger at that time.


I'm pretty much over it though, just felt like making a poem about it. Most of my poetry is pretty depressing if not a rap battle or random stuff I put together.

No offense but don't you guys have anything else to do except writing poems

[Lsrcr]Mr.NiceGuy wrote:

No offense but don't you guys have anything else to do except writing poems

make a poem or don't post here. Simple as that.