Tuesday, November 6, 2012

High Jacked and ROB

My soul is disturb
by the continuous
killing of our boys and girls
 
Criminals have taken injustice to the curve
Civilians have to accept what is served
by these pervs
 
My heart is tainted by these coffins
going down six-feet so OF-TEN
 
Seem like justice is locked away
Why?
Should we try and order it from EBAY?
 
Law keepers become law breakers
law breakers UP their motive
as they play with our lives like chess
this need to be address
before crime becomes a delighted contest
 
I despise the act of mobs
but these criminals intend to make us sob
Our children's life high jacked and rob

Sting of death


The sting of death

Run through our veins untainted and bewildered happiness we are waiting
When will this pain be relieve we are absolutely tired of the grief
Constant reminder of cheats all we can do is sit relax and eat
Aren’t you sick and tired of these stale beats?Sunk in pain as it pour down on us like rain our soul is left feeling drained
While we await the on-calling hanging chain at the ledge considering to make the attempt but we fled and regain our strength regaining our momentum
Finding money to pay the rent no more will we be trapped and mocked the sting of death will no longer rain positivity we will try no more constant cry death where is your sting?