Have A Nice Life.(Micz& Demented Mind)
Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 3:09 pm
get em micz
destruction is nothing, theres people dying from gun busting or something
criminals asking questions to judges, judges are just judgin their question
murder she wrote, she murdered him cold
he was old but bold, but she slaughtered his throat
thats what u call murder, also known as homicide
we call it suicide, when idiots want to die
its annoying ways to kill are constantly expanding
its poison, when usually a liquid substance causes internal damage
but theres more, presidents kill through wars
they cheer the rich, but slowly kill the poor
as soldiers bomb Iraq we hope terrorist wont bomb us back
devastating death id rather have a heart attack
theres cancer, still havent found the answer
and AIDs, it sometimes kills private dancers
with guns they kills strong,dying from ills, or real bombs
a kill for a kill where im from, through micz the dead live on. live strong
so basically what im trying to say is, life is short, hard, and sad
shit happens, but nothings worth takin a life over, in my opinion
dont just take it from me, let demented tell you...
ayo,me im from a place,where the dept of death will be all over ur face
surrounded by multiple grim reapers that u can smell and taste
death is a fate,that dosent feel sorrow,its a black shawdow that follows
deciding wether u die today or tommorow
so every day i inhale the essence to take my mind away from the presence i
was sentenced to this countrys menace
the rich white boys that are too spoiled
hispanic n blacks blood being spread on the iraqi soil
while others get attacked n slaughtered for there oil
in these streets u gotta live life in a hurry
theres no explination to the feeling of a mother when her son gets buried
murdered with no worry,in the middle of the city by ruthless niggas that dont even feel a little bit pity
innocent people get killed over respect,just to get rep in there set
outlines of bodys on the floor with there head severed from there neck
iive seened death so i charish evry 1 of my last breaths
cuz u dont die so often,im not shure about a dead mans perspective from a coffin
so its a must to live strong n keep walking,cuz when ur heart stop life goes on,word is bond kid.
have a nice life.
destruction is nothing, theres people dying from gun busting or something
criminals asking questions to judges, judges are just judgin their question
murder she wrote, she murdered him cold
he was old but bold, but she slaughtered his throat
thats what u call murder, also known as homicide
we call it suicide, when idiots want to die
its annoying ways to kill are constantly expanding
its poison, when usually a liquid substance causes internal damage
but theres more, presidents kill through wars
they cheer the rich, but slowly kill the poor
as soldiers bomb Iraq we hope terrorist wont bomb us back
devastating death id rather have a heart attack
theres cancer, still havent found the answer
and AIDs, it sometimes kills private dancers
with guns they kills strong,dying from ills, or real bombs
a kill for a kill where im from, through micz the dead live on. live strong
so basically what im trying to say is, life is short, hard, and sad
shit happens, but nothings worth takin a life over, in my opinion
dont just take it from me, let demented tell you...
ayo,me im from a place,where the dept of death will be all over ur face
surrounded by multiple grim reapers that u can smell and taste
death is a fate,that dosent feel sorrow,its a black shawdow that follows
deciding wether u die today or tommorow
so every day i inhale the essence to take my mind away from the presence i
was sentenced to this countrys menace
the rich white boys that are too spoiled
hispanic n blacks blood being spread on the iraqi soil
while others get attacked n slaughtered for there oil
in these streets u gotta live life in a hurry
theres no explination to the feeling of a mother when her son gets buried
murdered with no worry,in the middle of the city by ruthless niggas that dont even feel a little bit pity
innocent people get killed over respect,just to get rep in there set
outlines of bodys on the floor with there head severed from there neck
iive seened death so i charish evry 1 of my last breaths
cuz u dont die so often,im not shure about a dead mans perspective from a coffin
so its a must to live strong n keep walking,cuz when ur heart stop life goes on,word is bond kid.
have a nice life.