freestyle (My life)

by **Infliction** » Apr 22nd, '06, 05:16

Yo, heres a story bout a boy whos real
Imaginin his rymes displayin his one true skill
Images tatooed in his head bout murderin Mc's, dead
Goin weeks livin in a house widdout a loaf of bread
Never gave into any pressure, dint care what nobody said
Nobody really know his home life
How he lies in bed feelin so alone at night
Nobody know bout when the cops came
Cause his pops jus lost control
And took it out on his mother
He felt so confused, tried to resort to his brother
No help there, wished he hadda-fuckin-notha
Watchin his pops get mad and throw fits, was sad
Flashbacks of younger years, jus brought a lot more tears
Rememberin daddy hurtin' his fragile ears
Only been alive 6 years daddy why you screamin at me!
"GO TO BED, YOU'RE TOO FUCKIN OLD TO BUG YA MOTHA"
Daddy jus 5 more minutes I swear I jus wanna hug
Daddy stop that hurts thats more than a tug!
8 years later that boy still cant trust his daddy
He hate this shit, iss sad B
Im sure u figured dis out, dat boy is me

Daddy socked me in the mouth last summer cuz i cussed,
Said hed never do it again, never let his anger bust
Took till winter, when he threw over a table, tried to get up but i jus wasnt able, grabbed me again and pulled me over the chair,
Finally got up and looked at his eyes with a glare
Tryin to hold my tears in i managed to spit
"Touch me again, I dare you, piece of shit."
I really donno what stopped him, but had he hit me again idda called 5-0 hopin theyd a popped him, dropped him, and locked him up

My momma used to be an alchoholic, apparently she still is, at least in AA thats what the call it.
Meetings all the time she pretty rarely stay at home
Had to find new things to do, after all i was always alone
Started smokin dope, felt good, new way to cope
Mom, she came home one night and i was blazed off ma ass
She could tell, she aint no stranger to smokin grass
She din make me stop, she barely even asked
But i wanted to for myself, dis wont be an easy task

Aiight sorry ppl, imma have to continue this later im too fuckin tired it feels like a poem in my head, not a ryme.. sorry if dis sucks dick im tired.. if its horrible i wont continue it.