Going off
Mind is racing running out of time
There is something in every line
Some one gota get pissed
Get your hands up start swinging
Ant know one going to get this
This place is about to go off
With words said
Starting the blood shad Get ready
Time to get everything off your chest
Start the mess don’t get hurt
You’re about to burst
Get ready for the next Verse
It’s about to go off y’all it’s time
Ready or not here it goes
BANG there’s the first shot
Strait to the doom
ok i'm sorry for this but i have to post this it is the most fucked up song me and my friend wrote
The Lord’s Work
I’m doin the Lord’s work doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m doin the Lord’s work doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m on to number seven and I’ll surely go to heaven
Oh I’m doin the Lord’s work doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m washin away the filth doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m washin away the filth doo da doo *CHOP*
I will flush em down the toilet, they deserve it and they know it
Oh I’m washin away the filth doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m killin all the beaners doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m killin all the beaners doo da doo *CHOP*]
I will tell em adios as the bloody story goes
Oh I’m killin all the beaners doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m slicing all the Ingins doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m slicing all the Ingins doo da doo *CHOP*
Cuz they’re crazy yes indeed, and they’re smoking too much weed
So I’m slicing all the Ingins doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m slashin all the negros doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m slashin all the negros doo da doo *CHOP*
Dark meat’s tasty and it’s wetter and I’ve always liked it better
Oh I’m slashin all the negros doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m hackin all the Jews doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m hackin all the Jews doo da doo *CHOP*
They’re annoying and there’s many and they’re stealing al my money
So I’m hackin all the Jews doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m wackin all the Asians doo da doo *CHOP*
Oh I’m wackin all the Asians doo da doo *CHOP*
They make too many babies and the Samurai have rabies
Oh I’m wackin all the Asians doo da doo *CHOP*
I’m blowin up the Muslims doo da doo *BANG!*
Oh I’m blowin up the Muslims doo da doo *BANG!*
I would chop them like the rest but they seem to like bombs best,
So I’m blowin up the Muslims doo da doo *BANG!*
Now I’ve finished the Lord’s work doo da doo *grin*
Oh I’ve finished the Lord’s work doo da doo *grin*
Now the world is kinda white, but at least I’ll sleep at night
So I must’ve done god’s work doo da doo *grin*
If your happy and you know it clap your hand’s
Pissed off, the shattering of glass, choices made and emotions clash. These are the thing that make a young child’s heart break.
“I’m telling you he needs a better role model he has no one to teach him what he should do!”
“So your saying how he turned out is my fault, I don’t understand aren’t you the one who said that you wanted to show him the way he is supposed to be!?”
Word ring like a bell in the ears of the sane, my heart wishes beyond all else to be deaf just to escape the words that cut like a knife. In my room words of hate are exchanged from down the hall.
“this isn’t my fault he has always looked up to you like a father even after finding out that your not, but you have never given him the time of day that’s why he is acting out like this!”
“He’s known all along that I wasn’t his real dad, ever since the age of twelve when he began to have a concept of that this world is really like. Besides he is who he is and I’m fine with that he’s doing things his own way and that make me proud. Can’t you remember when you were that age I bet you wanted to prove to your parents that you will do things your own way didn’t you?”
“No ever since I was young my mother knew what I should be and she made it happen and I never argued with it. It’s good for a child to have a person in their life to tell them what they should do!”
“That bull shit and you know it, the way that kid think today is that they don’t want to have some one to control every aspect of their life. They want a choice and to be able make that choice on their own accord and he has made his choice why can’t you be supportive of that!?”
“no I can’t not when he is make the wrong choice. what about his scholarship? Acting like that there is no way he’s going to get to any collage I mean..”
“maybe he doesn’t want to go to college did you ever think of that.”
“of course he wants to go to college I’ve set all this up for him I’ve gotten him scholarships I’ve helped him through school and because I want him to be a doctor that’s what he wants!”
“are you delusional just because you want him to go doesn’t mean that he wants to go
thinking about life and wondering why, why do people even try it's to heard to keep going when you have nothing
people say they love you but in realate they don't give a shit about you so why try so heard to get there love when it might just not work for you
me i do love some one and there on here and i love her so much and she knows that and hopeing that she loves me to
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Miles Yonally Rest in pice
" I'm going to miss you so much, your a good friend and a good man i hope
your family will be ok"
to the Frinds of Miles Davis Yonally
" I know it's hard to lose a good guy and i'm going to miss him as much as all of you so if you need to talk i'm here and if you want to you can call me "
I don't know i feel so i don't know alone at time's but yet some people say they love me and i don't believe sometimes
and i'm sorry i can't be Perfect and i know i'm not and i really just wish i was good to every one that needy me and i don't know i'm just sick of being so alone at time and i really ahhh i don't know i'm not going to be leveeing Elfpack i'm not doing that but i'm not going to go super Emo and all so don't worry ok
Why do you do the things you do
Why do you have to kill me from the inside
All this pain that you’ve given to me
Why can’t it just go away and never come back
Why do I feel so bad and why do thing’s hurt me this bad… all I want is to be happy for once In my life, I can’t take this much pain any more.
All I need is one more thing to push me of the clef of misery and I don’t want it any more. I just want to fallow my hart and hope it will go fine and if the pain comes back it will be my final act
Why must you hurt me so
Why can’t I just let you go
And forget every thing you’ve caused me
The pain and hart brake
I don’t need this misery you’ve caused me O pleas help me I can’t let you go
Why must I love you so?
Why can’t I let you go?