
۞_۞_۞ <DD-W-Jax>
"Jax WIll DD"
| 2sides of my life by matty | 9/22/10 | ||
| (verse 1) ok lets start de show, here come my first side lets go, de first sides my gud side, dis is de side in which i take pride, i wonder dis world and roam de land, wit headphones in my ears and a phone in my hand, de music dat i listen to y'all call wierd, lookin at me like im some freak wid a beard, but y'all no i dnt care, cause de way i see it it aint fair, make me change my cloths cut my hair, (chorus) 2sides too my life yea it is true, and 1side 2side ima'show to you, de first side to my life u dnt like, but i aint gona change ima'say dats ri, (verse 2) hey hey now its time for side two, he's crazy like 1,2 freddy comin for u, 3,4 de mo fucker is knockin on my door, now de second side a me, i wear suits i rap but ima be wat i wanna be, i love art and avenged sevenfold till i die, de day i stop drawin or de brake up ima cry, but i know dat day wil neva come, it comes to others and dosent to some, im happy wi my mates i live for those days, hang out hav fun and dnt think in certain ways, wel dats my story now u know, i did wat i said and i said id show, the 2sides dat make me, take one a dem away and forever u wil brake me | |||
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| walllaee by will | 6/19/10 | ||
| chillin down in salou , everyday wasted ,rappin on kareoke stages , thinkin the worlds changen , every1 lookin at me real strangen all day thinkin a bou the numba 1 beur , slammin a hammer of christopher reeves face sittin beside andy moore , i feel sorry that now hes sick an hes poor parkinsons got him seein the world dark here son but its bright all day , be jumpin of cliffs right in to the fuckin bay EXTREME SPORTS is my fortae at least im not at home wit eminem gettin his dick suckd by wallaeee please spare my the trouble of listenin to that cunt freeze his cd and tell him he neva smoked no blunt we all bin in the woods before that aint no treasure hunt whos rockin this place its ... eh not u so fuck you and fuck all ur shit raps too i liked one of them raps il admit it but it sound kinda gay wen u fuckin spit it u look like a beef stew . u smell like a beet root . u got a fuckin sweet tooth for a bit of dog do big words , ur like an asiatic flu , run everybod its the great ginger rappin kangaroo good so now they no me cos they no im gonna be famous ur an ugly cunt and u are goin to die nameless ur aimless, blameless, shameless u mistake , ur fake im sick of this rap now u fuckin diseased asian coral snake whhooooo ur givin me the shakes but m8 if it was my choice id have u drowning in an artificial lake of poisen, or burning at the stake or maybe even frozen ,( in time ) so all the faggits from the future can hear yur shit rhymes if you see this rap then u must be full of rage so get ur ugly bitch ass off my bebo page | |||
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| these places by will | 6/16/10 | ||
| its only me , im jus a bit sick of hangin round with these prick dicks fuckin brains stuck together wit prit stick cos they cant afford to get an operation i feel sorry for the tiredness sickness of the fuckin cancer paitents i ask why why dus god take em to the sky but he dusn reply , he enjoys fuckin lettin them die he watches as the mothers fathers sisters brothers cry really good people never killed stole or lied people live in this life with murderers everywher all carry knifes and kill there own fuckin wifes loads care but they dont do a thing they stare and compare there lives to theres and touch there hair , try to ignore the blood war, the gore no1 stops it so it keeps happinin sum more , follow the score ,dont get a smack of hells door when the devils here stand tall, don beg for mercy on the fuckin floor why do we live in these places , because theres too many dead familiar faces , why do we compare all these races , packin dead bodies in these big wooden and steel cases , x2 stuck to bad luck , dont give a fuck had a good few m8s run over by deaths truck none of them were influenced by the pain that they already took all of them lost family members and kept there pictures in a photo book but i guess it doesnt matter any more now that there dead 6 feet under some fuckin muck i feel there family pain , forever it will be printed all over my fuckin brain while i stood in the graveyard in the icey rain i knew my life was never gonna be the fuckin same its kinda lame cos i felt this pain meself , i lost a few too their pictures forever on the top shelf when i die show 0 pitty cos im no fuckin hero , my lifes shitty dont cry or miss me just carry MY fuckin soul over to gangster city why do we live in these places , because theres too many dead familiar faces , why do we compare all these races , packin dead bodies in these big wooden and steel cases , x2 | |||
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