Life Of The Chink Twist by Rys Anjel - Keystyle Verse

[trap.]

posted on 03-07-2001

Yo I started life-harassed, as i look back i might-collapse//
rewrite-the-past, use to just grab the mic-for-cash//
found delight-in-grass, use to smoke and light-fast//
as night-passed, thought to myself fa slight-possiblities//
with my-abilities, gettin bucked is a high-probability//
fight-still-in-me, stood there to watch my homies-die//
lonely-cries, everybody called-me-shy, fooled-me-by//
coldness-lies made me think that i was too weak to-start//
sololy tear crews-apart, relied verbally to the mic to get to-hearts//
thru-parts use to reminisce and think what am I-doin//
life-ruined, drinkin to many high-fluids, hated on by light-crew-kids//
I-knew-it, had me blind, didnt know where my future will-lead//
or when i will-reach my goal and how many kids in my way will-bleed//
we'll-see, really I just want someone to stick a gat to my dome and kill-me//
feel-me? why kids describe my flow as illy i don know but I still-be//
grab my milli, and continue to say whats on my-mind//
but scars from my past makes me remember my-kind//
my-rhyme unforgiven and unforgettable to many that have come in my-way//
walk nights, dead by-day, wishin i can turn to an angel and just fly-away//
yet i might-stay, yet as tears-fall, i grow fearful that the end is near-us-all//
armageddon and apocalypse approachin killin all thats cheerful//
peers-fall, watchin so many I grew up with go straight-to-they-grave//
tryin to provoke the use of violence, cuz theres nothing hatin-can-save//
statin-lifes-made, yet dunno what keeps holdin-what-left-of-me//
thinkin to myself I am the only person that controllin-my-destiny//
its cold-keep-death-away-from-me, tryin to regain my sanity//
hated on everyday, just thought fuck it all ya just fan-of-me//
vanish-me, look at my life i cant stand all-this-stress//
look at my fallin-rep, thinkn i got more but all-is-less//
all-thats-left, is my ability to reminisce about history//
daily throwin fist-you-see, why im still alive is such a mystery//
hits-to-me, are painless because my body is nullified-of-pain//
mental scars sentimentally are causing crying-brains//
dyin-pains, tears from my mind cryin out for a touch-from-the-light//
darkness enravels me yet I am guided by my love-for-the-mic//
blood-drippin-from-fights, yet my heart feels no emotion from numbness//
when I got into this game didnt know it will come-to-this//
now i run-this-bitch yet i am feelin my days are numbered//
someone just put an end to me and send me to endless slumber//